The Annual Biography and Obituary for the Year ..., Volumen10Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1826 |
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The climate of the East Indies not agreeing with Captain Waldegrave's health , he returned to England , and immedi- ately on his arrival was appointed to the Pomona of 28 guns . In this ship he captured the Cumberland American privateer ...
The climate of the East Indies not agreeing with Captain Waldegrave's health , he returned to England , and immedi- ately on his arrival was appointed to the Pomona of 28 guns . In this ship he captured the Cumberland American privateer ...
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... returned to the Mediter- ranean ( with instructions for Lord Hood's further proceedings , ) by the way of Holland , Germany , and Italy , and on his arrival resumed the command of the Courageux , in which ship he terminated his services ...
... returned to the Mediter- ranean ( with instructions for Lord Hood's further proceedings , ) by the way of Holland , Germany , and Italy , and on his arrival resumed the command of the Courageux , in which ship he terminated his services ...
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... returned to establish himself in his pro- fession at Warrington ; an event equally welcome to her feel- ings , and propitious to her literary progress . In him she pos- sessed a friend with discernment to recognise the stamp of genius ...
... returned to establish himself in his pro- fession at Warrington ; an event equally welcome to her feel- ings , and propitious to her literary progress . In him she pos- sessed a friend with discernment to recognise the stamp of genius ...
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... returned to winter in the south of France . In the spring they again bent their course northwards , and after a leisurely survey of Paris returned to England in the month of June 1786. The remainder of that year they passed chiefly in ...
... returned to winter in the south of France . In the spring they again bent their course northwards , and after a leisurely survey of Paris returned to England in the month of June 1786. The remainder of that year they passed chiefly in ...
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... returned with a Magazine , from which he read the following lines on Sir John Moore's burial : - " ( The Ode , as quoted by Captain Medwin , being very in- accurate , is omitted here : it will be found in the sequel in its original and ...
... returned with a Magazine , from which he read the following lines on Sir John Moore's burial : - " ( The Ode , as quoted by Captain Medwin , being very in- accurate , is omitted here : it will be found in the sequel in its original and ...
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Página 262 - The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Página 96 - And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain. But when I speak — thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st unsaid; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary, thou art dead! If thou wouldst stay, e'en as thou art, All cold and all serene, I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been.
Página 95 - It never through my mind had past The time would e'er be o'er, And I on thee should look my last, And thou shouldst smile no more ! And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain. But when I speak — thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st...
Página 78 - 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.
Página 95 - The time would e'er be o'er, And I on thee should look my last, And thou shouldst smile no more ! And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again ; And still the thought I will not brook That I must look in vain ! But when I speak — thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st unsaid ; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary ! thou art dead...
Página 77 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Página 316 - Their praise is hymn'd by loftier harps than mine: Yet one I would select from that proud throng, Partly because they blend me with his line, And partly that I did his sire some wrong...
Página 77 - 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.
Página 77 - 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. No useless coffin enclosed his breast...
Página 96 - Sweet Mary, thou art dead! If thou wouldst stay, e'en as thou art, All cold and all serene, I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been. While e'en thy chill, bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own; But there I lay thee in thy grave, — And I am now alone! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me; And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart In thinking, too, of thee: Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy never could...