...country, must nevertheless be considered good English. In "The Burial of Sir John Moore," I find, — We thought, as we hollow'd his narrow bed, And smooth'd...tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. It would be tedious (though not uninstructive) to give a list of the Gaelicisms which are to be found...

...with our bayonets turning, By the straggling moon-beams' misty light, And our lanterns dimly burning. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke...gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought on the morrow. No useless coffin confined his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him ; We...

...shroud we wound him J But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. wo, the like of which no eye had seen, no heart conceived, and that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And...

...shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. oar bursts f 2. that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And...

...dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger...tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow ! they '11 talk of the spirit that '3 gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he '11...

...shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, . And we spoke...a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the lace that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollow'd his narrow bed,...

...shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke...bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread...

...enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.2 Few and...sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead,3 And we bitterly thought of the morrow.4 We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed...

...we wou'nd-him ; But he lay like a wa'rrior, taking his r'est, With his martial cl'oak/ arou'nd-him. Few and short were the pra'yers/ we sa'id, And we...ga'zed on the face of the d'ead, And we bi'tterly tho'ught-of the mor'row. We tho'ught (as we hollowed his narrow b'ed, And smoothed down his lo'nely...

...shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke...word, of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollow'd his narrow bed, And...