That the foe was sullenly firing.
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.
Phrase Exercise.
1. We buried him darkly.—2. At dead of night.—3. Misty light.—4. Useless coffin.—5. Martial cloak.—6. Bitterly thought.—7. Lightly they’ll talk.—8. Little he’ll reck.—9. Random gun.—10. Sullenly firing.—11. Field of his fame.