 | Thomas Campbell - 1821 - 254 pages
...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slaini At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the hattle-field's dreadful array, Far, far... | |
 | English poetry - 1822 - 418 pages
...the wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggotthat guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw; And twice ere the cock-crow I dreamt it again : Till autumn and sunshine arose on the way To the house of my fathers,... | |
 | Catherine George Ward - 1824 - 720 pages
...and the wounded to die : When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, Fiy 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 ngain. Methoughtfrom the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - Ballads, Scots - 1825 - 388 pages
...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...the cock crew I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle- field's dreadful array, Far, far had I roam'd on u desolate track, Till nature and sunshine... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 756 pages
...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. Till nature and sunshine disclos'd the sweet way To the house of my fathers, that welcom'd me back.... | |
 | General reader - Aphorisms and apothegms - 1827 - 246 pages
...die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the shun; 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... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - Children's poetry - 1828 - 408 pages
...and the wounded to die. When 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, for... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1828 - 258 pages
...and the wounded to die. When 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... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1830 - 516 pages
...sleep, and the wounded to die. When 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,... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - American literature - 1830 - 334 pages
...and the wounded to die. When 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... | |
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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. 
