 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 lehte
...the fountain, And thinks of the two in the low trundle-bed, Far away In the cot on the mountain. Ills musket falls slack — his face, dark and grim, Grows gentle with memories lender, As he mutters a prayer for the children asleep — For their mother — may Heaven defend her!... | |
 | 1863 - 804 lehte
...the low trundle bed Far away in the cot on the mountain. His musket Talle »lacle — his face «lark and grim, Grows gentle with memories tender, As he mutters a prayer for the children asleep. And their mother—" muy Heaven defend her." The moon seems to shine as brightly as then — That night... | |
 | Sir William Howard Russell - 1861 - 1102 lehte
...bed, Far away in the cot on the mountain. His musket Tails slack — his face, dark and grim, Grown gentle, with memories tender, As he mutters a prayer...her ! The moon seems to shine just as brightly as tbfcn,— That night when the love, yet unspoken. Leaped up to her lips — when low-murmured rovt... | |
 | 1862 - 500 lehte
...fountain ; And he thinks of the two in the low trundle bed Far away in the cot on the mountain. llie musket falls slack — his face, dark and grim, Grows gentle with memories tender, AH he mutters a prayer for the children asleep— For their mother — may Heaven defend her ! The... | |
 | William Wyndham Malet - 1863 - 332 lehte
...to the fountain, And thinks of the two on the low trundle-bed, Far away in the cot on the mountain : His musket falls slack — his face, dark and grim,...— may Heaven defend her ! The moon seems to shine as brightly as then, That night when the love yet unspoken Leaped up to his lips, and when low murmured... | |
 | John Henry Hayward - 1863 - 410 lehte
...of the two in the low trundle-bed, Far away in the cot on the mountain. His musket falls back—his face, dark and grim, Grows gentle with memories tender,...As he mutters a prayer for the children asleep— The moon seems to shine just as brightly as then. That night when the love yet unspoken Leaped up to... | |
 | 1864 - 356 lehte
...to the fountain, And thinks of the two in the low trundle-bed, Far away in the cot on the mountain. His musket falls slack, — his face, dark and grim,...love yet unspoken Leaped up to his lips, — when low, murmured vows Were pledged to be ever unbroken. Then drawing his sleeve roughly over his eyes,... | |
 | Frank Moore - 1864 - 364 lehte
...to the fountain, And thinks of the two in the low trundle-bed, Far away in the cot on the mountain. His musket falls slack, — his face, dark and grim,...love yet unspoken Leaped up to his lips, — when low, murmured vows Were pledged to be ever unbroken. Then drawing his sleeve roughly over his eyes,... | |
 | John Henry Hayward - 1864 - 418 lehte
...of the two in the low trundle-bed, Far away in the cot on the mountain. Ilia musket falls back — his face, dark and grim, Grows gentle with memories...love yet unspoken Leaped up to" his lips — when low murmured vows Were pledged to be never unbroken. Then drawing his sleeve roughly over hia eyes,... | |
 | A.A. Griffith - 1865 - 260 lehte
...trundle bed Far away in the cot on the mountain. His musket falls slack — his face dark and grim, C Grows gentle with memories tender, As he mutters a...the love yet unspoken Leaped up to his lips — when low murmured vows Were pledged to be ever unbroken. Then drawing his sleeves roughly over his eyes... | |
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Far away in the cot on the mountain. His musket falls slack, — his face, dark and grim, Grows gentle with memories tender, As he mutters a prayer for the children asleep, — For their mother, — may Heaven defend her... 
