...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...

...buried on 1 6 January, and here too there is a famous poem, this time by Charles Wolfe. It begins: "We buried him darkly at dead of night, the sods with our bayonets turning..." and the poem alludes to the pale light of the Moon. In fact the Moon was new on that particular night,...

...asked politely. Suarez nodded. "It was at night. Very late." Cochrane could not resist the invitation. "We buried him darkly at dead of night. The sods with our bayonets turning." "How dead was the night?" Cochrane asked Suarez, suddenly speaking in Spanish and, when the Major just...

...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, No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior...

...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...

...with our lanterfnjs dimly burning by the moon beams misty light, The sod with our baynots turning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, nor in sheet, nor in shroud we wound him but he lay like a warrior taking his rest, with his marshall cloak around him. Slowley and...

...soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darklj at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the straggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lanthom dimly burning. Few and short were the prayers we...