An Historical and Critical Account of a Grand Series of National Medals (Google eBook)

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H. Colburn and Company, 1820 - Medals - 151 pages
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Page 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
Page 72 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carv'd not a line—we rais'd not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory! We
Page 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.
Page 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
Page 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.
Page 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,
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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
Page 37 - mizen-top, struck the epaulette on his left shoulder, about a quarter after one, just in the heat of the action. He fell upon his face, on the spot which was covered with the blood of his secretary Mr. Scott, who had fallen

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