 | Thomas Campbell - 1853 - 404 sivua
...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring fagot that guarded the slain; the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamed it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 508 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 roamed on a desolate track : 'T was... | |
 | 1854 - 608 sivua
...And thousands had sunk on the ground overpower'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. 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... | |
 | George Croly - 1854 - 426 sivua
...reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring fn^got 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, Fur, far I hud roamed on a desolate track; •'Twas... | |
 | 1854 - 606 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 : 'Twas... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 404 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 dreamed it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate... | |
 | 1854 - 576 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 dreamed it again. Methought, from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, tar I had roamed on a desolate... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 278 sivua
...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, I had roam'd on a desolate track, Till autumn and sunshine arose on the way To the house of my fathers that weleom'd me back.— I flew... | |
 | John Frost - 1855 - 462 sivua
...reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring fagot that guarded the slaiu ; 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... | |
 | Charles Godfrey Leland - 1856 - 296 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... | |
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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. 
