...lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin inclosed his breast, Nor in sheet, nor in shroud, we bound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With...word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And...

...misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior...prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; We thought, as we hollow'd his narrow bed, And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and...

...our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning 1 1809 No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet,...we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we stedt'astly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow ! We thought, as we...

...lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound Mm; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his...the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the...

...And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin confined his breast, Nor in sheet or shroud we bound him : But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With...word of sorrow : But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we heap'd his narrow bed, And smooth'd...

...coffin the sailor's hammock makes. Again, we all know how the soldier is buried on the battle-field— " No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet...taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him." We cannot hope to dispense with coffins, nor to bury our friends, nor to be buried, like the soldier,...

...the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we bound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With...we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly looked on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollowed his...

...struggling moonheam's misty light, And the lantern dimly hurning. No useless coffin enclosed his hreast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like...steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we hitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollow'd his narrow hed, And smoothed down his lonely...

...God," Harper crossed himself, then looked with horror at Sharpe. Lord Cochrane reverted to poetry: "Few and short were the prayers we said. And we spoke...the face that was dead. And we bitterly thought of the morrow." Then His Lordship began to laugh, and his laugh swelled to fill the whole church, for...

...with our bayonets turning, By the straggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lanthom dimly burning. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke...the face that was dead. And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we bollow'd his narrow bed And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the...