Titel: First English reading book: Engelsch leesboek voor instituten, gymnasiën en hoogere burgerscholen: met Nederlandsche woordenlijst
Auteur: Herrig, Ludwig
Uitgave: Arnhem: J. Voltelen, 1869 *
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Citeerinstructie: Bijzondere Collecties van de Universiteit van Amsterdam, UBM: IWO 513 H 21
Onderwerp: Taal- en letterkunde naar afzonderlijke talen: Engelse taalkunde
Trefwoord: Leesvaardigheid, Engels, Leermiddelen (vorm)
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And he sends through the shade a funeral
ray —
A glare that is neither night nor day,
A beam that touches with hues of death
The clouds above and the earth beneath.
To its covert gUdes the silent bird,
While the hurricane's distant voice is heard,
Uphfted among the mountains round;
And the forests hear and answer the sound.
He is come! he is come! do ye not be-
His ample robes on the wind unrolled?
Giant of air! we bid thee hail!
How his gray skirts toss in the whirling gale!
How his huge and writhing arms are bent,
To clasp the zone of the firmament,
And fold, at length, in their dark embrace,
From mountain to moimtain, the visible
Darker — still darker! the whirlwinds
The dust of the plains to the middle air:
And hark to the crashing, long and loud,
Of the chariot of God in the thunder-cloud!
You may trace its path by the Hashes that
From the rapid wheels wherever they dart,
As the fire-bolts leap to the world below.
And Hood the skies with a lurid glow.
What roar is that? — 't is the rain that
In torrents away from the airy lakes.
Heavily poured on the shuddering ground,
And shedding a nameless horror round.
Ah! well-known woods, and mountains, and
With the very clouds, ye are lost to my
I seek ye vainly, and see in your place
The shadowy tempest that sweeps through
A whirling ocean that fills the wall
Of the crystal heaven, and buries all.
And I, cut off from the world, remain
Alone with the terrible hurricane.
Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note,
As his corpse 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 mistry light.
And the lantern dimly burning.
No useless coffin enclosed his breast,
Not in sheet or in shroud we woundjhim;
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 not a word of sorrow;
But we steadfastly gazed on the face that
was dead,
And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
We thought, as we hollowed his narrow
And smoothed down his lonely pillow,
That the foe and the stranger would tread
o'er his head,
And we far away on the billow!
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
In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
But half of our heavy task was done,
When the clock struck the hour for re-
And we heard by the distant random gui»
That the foe was sullenly firing.
Slowly and sadly we laid him down.
From the field of his fame fresh and
gory; [a stone.
We carved not a line, and we raised not
But we left him alone in his glory.
(G. M^olie.)
The details of this important and deci-
sive battle have been so generally and so
fully described by difl'erent writers, that it
would be difficult indeed to find an Eng-
lishman who can read, that has not read,
and made himself perfectly acquainted with
every particular of that glorious triumph—
a triumph in which the undaunted courage
and perseverance of the British army, and
the consummate skill of its illustrious com-
mander, were facts established in the face
of the whole world, and the result of which
restored peace to exhausted Europe, and
put an end to the career of that extraor-
dinary individual, whose restless and inor-
dinate ambition had led to the shedding
of oceans of blood, and to the destruction
of so many millions of his fellow-creatures.
The following account of this memorable