 | 1832 - 1000 sivua
...or despise his goodness. While I lay on the bank of the river, in the midst of my distress, " At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamed it again !" I was back to Dublin — I had never been away — and what an exuberance of delight... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1835 - 258 sivua
...reposing that night on my pallet of straw, 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. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate track ; 'Twas... | |
 | England - 1835 - 794 sivua
...reposing that night on my pallet of straw, 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. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array. Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas... | |
 | 1835 - 418 sivua
...reposing that night on my pallet of straw, 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. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas... | |
 | 1835 - 320 sivua
...reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring fagot that guarded the slain; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track; I flew... | |
 | 1836 - 514 sivua
...dead of the night a sweet vision 1 i-:i\v, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array. Far, far, I had roam'd on a desolate track : Т was Autumn, — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me bai-k... | |
 | J H Hedley - 1836 - 352 sivua
...reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the niorning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1837 - 332 sivua
...reposing that night on my pallet of straw, 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. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate track : ' Twas... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1837 - 360 sivua
...the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas Autumn, — and sunshine arose on the way To the homeof my fa thers, that welcomed me back.... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 sivua
...reposing that night on my pallet of straw, 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. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'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. 
