The soldier's companion, or Martial recorder, consisting of biography, anecdotes, poetry [&c.].1824 |
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... horses shot under him , and lost two fingers on his left hand ; these obstacles instead of checking his valour raised it . The cornet being wounded in the wrist , let the standard drop ; Brown started from the ranks , shot the gen d ...
... horses shot under him , and lost two fingers on his left hand ; these obstacles instead of checking his valour raised it . The cornet being wounded in the wrist , let the standard drop ; Brown started from the ranks , shot the gen d ...
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... Horse Artillery . ) PREVIOUS to the capture of Djoejocarta , in the Island of Java , Colonel M'Leod offered a reward to any man who would carry an order to Captain Byers , commanding a detachment of Royal Artil- lery , and who was then ...
... Horse Artillery . ) PREVIOUS to the capture of Djoejocarta , in the Island of Java , Colonel M'Leod offered a reward to any man who would carry an order to Captain Byers , commanding a detachment of Royal Artil- lery , and who was then ...
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... horse , For the tempest was strong , and resistless its force . He hasten'd his steed , but the waters rose high , And the storm louder burst thro ' the black mantled sky ; He sunk overwhelm'd in the deep wat❜ry grave , For no one was ...
... horse , For the tempest was strong , and resistless its force . He hasten'd his steed , but the waters rose high , And the storm louder burst thro ' the black mantled sky ; He sunk overwhelm'd in the deep wat❜ry grave , For no one was ...
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... horse artillery gun , with a small party of dragoons , were most fiercely attacked by a consi- derable body of the sultan's troops , who had posted themselves behind the walls of the mosque , and there fought with the des- peration of ...
... horse artillery gun , with a small party of dragoons , were most fiercely attacked by a consi- derable body of the sultan's troops , who had posted themselves behind the walls of the mosque , and there fought with the des- peration of ...
Strona 27
... horse's reins , and brought him off from the very beards of his wonder - struck soldiers ! I had the good fortune to spend an evening at the Hague with the mother and sister of these gallant men , from whom , it is needless to observe ...
... horse's reins , and brought him off from the very beards of his wonder - struck soldiers ! I had the good fortune to spend an evening at the Hague with the mother and sister of these gallant men , from whom , it is needless to observe ...
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Strona 122 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Strona 122 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged 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.
Strona 404 - MAN, that is born of a woman, hath but a short time to live, and is full of misery. He cometh up, and is cut down like a flower ; he fleeth as it were a shadow, and never continueth in one stay.
Strona 225 - Heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode (There they alike in trembling hope repose), The bosom of his Father and his God.
Strona 93 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Strona 123 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Strona 264 - AMONG the liberal donations of our countrymen to the fund for the relief of the widows and orphans of the brave men who fell in the...
Strona 123 - But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring : And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Strona 179 - And I looked, and rose up, and said unto the nobles, and to the rulers, and to the rest of the people, Be not ye afraid of them : remember the Lord, which is great and terrible, and fight for your brethren, your sons, and your daughters, your wives, and your houses.
Strona 468 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?