 | Thomas Campbell - 1835 - 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... | |
 | England - 1835 - 794 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... | |
 | Ballads, English - 1835 - 418 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... | |
 | J H Hedley - 1836 - 352 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 niorning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - Bookbinding - 1837 - 360 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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1837 - 332 pages
...their watch in the sky ; 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 Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 348 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 Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 336 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... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 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 1 saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array,... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - Readers - 1839 - 322 pages
...sleep, and the wounded to die. 2. 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 dreamed it again. 3. Methouglit from the battle-field's dreadful array, •... | |
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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. 
