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Historical and Critical Account of a Grand Series of National Medals
Ograniczony podgląd - 2012
action Admiral afterwards allies appointed arrived artillery attack August battalion battle battle of Vimiera battle of Vittoria battle of Waterloo Beresford brigade British army Buonaparte Captain cavalry Colonel command commenced corps defence Description distinguished division Douro Duke of Wellington Earl Egypt enemy enemy's English Europe exergue fire flank fleet force France French frigates front gallant garrison guard guns heights Hill immediately infantry Ionian Islands island Jervis killed King Lieutenant Lord Exmouth Lord Wellington Lordship loss Majesty March Marshal Medal memorable Messrs military Napoleon naval Nelson o'clock Obverse.—Head occupied officers Paris peace Picton pieces of cannon Portugal Portuguese position prisoners rank rear received regiment retreat Reverse.—The Right Honourable road Royal Highness sail ships siege signal Sir Arthur Wellesley Sir John Moore Sir Ralph Abercromby soon Soult Spaniards Spanish squadron success Talavera took town troops victory Vimiera Vittoria whole wounded
Strona 71 - THE BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE AT CORUNNA. Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the 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 moon-beams
Strona 53 - But bring a Scotsman frae his hill, Clap in his cheek a Highland gill, Say, such is royal George's will, An there's the foe, He has nae thought but how to kill Twa at a blow. Wi' bluidy hand a welcome gies him, An when he fa's, His latest draught o* breathin lea'es him In faint huzzas.
Strona 71 - where our hero was buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moon-beams
Strona 34 - I have only one eye, I have a right to be blind sometimes;" and then, putting the glass to his blind eye, in that mood of mind which sports with bitterness, he exclaimed, " I really do not see the signal.
Strona 38 - an intention to bear down upon the Victory. I have called two or three of our fresh ships round, and have no doubt of giving them a drubbing." " I hope," said Nelson, " none of our ships have struck." " There was no fear of that,
Strona 38 - (the surgeon) could yet hold out some prospect of life. " Oh no," he replied, " it is impossible. My back is shot through. Beatty will tell you so." Capt. Hardy then once more shook hands with him, and with a heart almost bursting hastened upon deck.
Strona 27 - in reply, *' has poor Horatio done, who is so weak, that he, above all the rest, should be sent to rough it out at sea ? But let him come, and the first time we go into action, a cannon ball may knock off his head, and provide for him at once.
Strona 38 - Then, and not till then, Nelson spoke of himself. " I am a dead man, Hardy," said he; "I am going fast. It will be all over with me soon." Hardy observed that he hoped Mr. Beatty