...ramparts we hurried Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero was buried ! We buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moonbeams' misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in...

...ramparts we hurried Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero was buried ! We buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moonbeams' misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in...

...honourably, because ' No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud they bound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.' It is assumed, of course, that no frightful accumulations of interment would be crowded into a narrow...

...grave with all warlike honors. " No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud they wound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, "With his martial cloak around him." The bugle's wailing note blended mournfully with the steady beat of the muffled drum, and the cannon's...

...we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero was buried. 2. We buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sods with...moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. 3. No useless coffin inclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like...

...rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot, O1er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moon-beam1s misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not...

...we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. 2. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning; By the struggling moonbeams' misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. 3. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not...

...narrow grave, the lines of Wolfe recur to us: " No useless coffin inclosed his breast; Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him, But he lay like a warrior...taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. * * * * Slowly and sadly we laid him down From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not...

...rampart we hurried, Not a soldier discharges his farewell shot, O'er the grave where our Hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moonbeam 's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. ' 5a11yc1og V-SJTS . ^ Stewartstown, about...

...Burial of Sir John Moore», a The Poems of Charles Wolfe, pp. 1-2. Versió catalana de la traductora: 2. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning; By the struggling moonbeams' misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. 3. No useless coffin enclose his breast, Not...