 | Bond of brotherhood - 1866 - 226 lehte
...blood grew chill ; I spake in a whisper, as he who speaks In a room where some one is lying dead, But he made no answer to what I said. We lifted him up on his saddle again, And through the mire, and the mist, and the rain, Carried him back to the silent... | |
 | Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1866 - 752 lehte
...what I said. We lifted him up on hi> saddle again, And through the mire, and the miat, and the nin, Carried him back to the silent camp, And laid him...light of the surgeon's lamp Two white roses upon his cheek*, And one just over his heart blood-nd ! And I saw in a vi»ion how far and fleet That fatal... | |
 | 1866 - 976 lehte
...blood grew chill ; I spake in a whisper, as he who speaks In a room where some one is lying dead ; But he made no answer to what I said. We lifted him up on his saddle again, And through the mire and the mist and the rain Carried him back to the silent... | |
 | Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1866 - 762 lehte
...In a room where some one is lying dead— But he made no answer to what I said. We lifted him up on his saddle again, And through the mire, and the mist, and the n* Carried him buek to the silent camp, And laid him as if asleep on his bed ; And I saw by the light... | |
 | Penny readings - 1866 - 256 lehte
...blood grew chill ; I spake in a whisper, as he who speaks In a room where some one is lying dead ; But he made no answer to what I said. We lifted him up on his saddle again, And through the mire, and the mist, and the rain, Carried him back to the silent... | |
 | Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1866 - 758 lehte
...grow chill ; I spake in a whisper, as he who speaks In a room where some one is lying dead — But he made no answer to what I said. We lifted him up on his saddle again, And through the mire, and the mist, and the rain, Carried him back to the sileut... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1867 - 98 lehte
...blood grew chill ; I spake in a whisper, as he who speaks In a room where some one is lying dead ; But he made no answer to what I said. We lifted him up...roses upon his cheeks, And one, just over his heart, blood- red ! And I saw in a vision how far and fleet That fatal bullet went speeding forth, Till it... | |
 | Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 lehte
...blood grew chill: I spake in a whisper, as he who speaks In a room where some one is lying dead ; But he made no answer to what I said. We lifted him up...surgeon's lamp Two white roses upon his cheeks, And I saw in a vision how far and fleet That fatal bullet went speeding forth Till it reach'da town in... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1868 - 410 lehte
...blood grew chill; I spake in a whisper, as he who speaks In a room where some one is lying dead; But he made no answer to what I said. We lifted him up...through the mire and the mist and the rain Carried him hack to the silent camp, And laid him as if asleep on his bed ; And I saw by the light of the surgeon's... | |
 | William Stewart Ross - 1869 - 452 lehte
...grew chill ; I spake in a whisper, as he who speaks In a room where some one is lying dead ; ' But he made no answer to what I said. We lifted him up in his saddle again, And through the mire and the mist and the rain Carried him back to the silent... | |
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Sudden and swift a whistling ball Came out of a wood, and the voice was still; Something I heard in the darkness fall, And for a moment my blood grew chill; I spake in a whisper, as he who speaks In a room where some one is lying dead; But he made no... 
