 | Thomas Campbell - 1803 - 162 pàgines
...sky; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpower'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. » When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By...At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw; And twice ere the cock-crow I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far,... | |
 | 1904 - 518 pàgines
...the sky, And thousands had sunk on the ground ovcrpower'd, The weary to sleep and the wounded to die! When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By...At the dead of the night, a sweet vision I saw, And twice ere the cock crew, 1 dreamt it again. Methought, from the battle field's dreadful array, Far,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1804 - 182 pàgines
...and the wounded to die ! When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scarring fagot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And twice, ere the cock crew, I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far,... | |
 | 1805 - 590 pàgines
...thousands had sunk on the ground, overpower'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. « TV hen, reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot, that guarded the slain, * t the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And twice, ere the cock crew, I dreamt it again. Methought,... | |
 | 1804 - 450 pàgines
...sky, Ar.d thousands had sunk on the ground ovtrpower'd, The wear/ to deep, and the wounded to uie ! .When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring fr.gjot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, Ar.d twice, ere the... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 pàgines
...sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpow'r'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slai n, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1816 - 378 pàgines
...Orm bugles sung truce, for the night cloud had lower'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, In the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And twice ere the cock crew, I dreamt it again. Far,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 188 pàgines
...sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpow'r'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By...Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far 1 had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 pàgines
...sky ; And thousands hadnunk on the ground overpower'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By...the slain ; At the dead of the night a sweet vision 1 saw, And thrice ere the morning 1 dreamt it again* Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array,... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 pàgines
...sky; And thousands had sunk on the ground ovcrpow'r'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By...saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Mcthought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roaiu'd on a desolate track : Twas... | |
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By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw; And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. 
