The soldier's companion, or Martial recorder, consisting of biography, anecdotes, poetry [&c.].1824 |
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... Light Dragoons , on the PLAINS OF AGINCOURT . ON the 17th of May , 1816 , a highly gratifying military specta- cle took place on the plains of Agincourt - these plains so celebrated for british valour were the scene chosen to reward the ...
... Light Dragoons , on the PLAINS OF AGINCOURT . ON the 17th of May , 1816 , a highly gratifying military specta- cle took place on the plains of Agincourt - these plains so celebrated for british valour were the scene chosen to reward the ...
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... Light Dragoons . ( FROM MISS SEward's letters . ) MR . VERNON , Lady Berwick's Brother , was some time at Gibral- tar with General Elliot , and obtained the friendship of that illustrious man ; Mr. Vernon calling upon me , shewed me a ...
... Light Dragoons . ( FROM MISS SEward's letters . ) MR . VERNON , Lady Berwick's Brother , was some time at Gibral- tar with General Elliot , and obtained the friendship of that illustrious man ; Mr. Vernon calling upon me , shewed me a ...
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... light infantry company ; upwards of 260 men being above 5 feet 11 inches high : they were formed into two grenadier companies , one on each flank of the battalion . On the peace of 1763 , the regiment was marched back to Suther- land ...
... light infantry company ; upwards of 260 men being above 5 feet 11 inches high : they were formed into two grenadier companies , one on each flank of the battalion . On the peace of 1763 , the regiment was marched back to Suther- land ...
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... light of a star could you mark ; The wind it blew bleak , and the journey was far , Yet still on his road went the luckless Hussar . His heart ' gan to fail , which ne'er fail'd him before , As he heard the waves dash on the weed ...
... light of a star could you mark ; The wind it blew bleak , and the journey was far , Yet still on his road went the luckless Hussar . His heart ' gan to fail , which ne'er fail'd him before , As he heard the waves dash on the weed ...
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... light infantry battalion , exposed himself to the fire of some hun- dred musketoons , has already been rewarded by the distinguished approbation , of our gallant commander . A relation , however , of the circumstances attending his ...
... light infantry battalion , exposed himself to the fire of some hun- dred musketoons , has already been rewarded by the distinguished approbation , of our gallant commander . A relation , however , of the circumstances attending his ...
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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?