 | Honor - 1856 - 94 pages
...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... | |
 | 1856 - 754 pages
...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... | |
 | Peter Parley (pseud.), Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1856 - 408 pages
...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 dreamed it again. Mcthought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate... | |
 | Honor, Thomas Campbell - 1856 - 108 pages
...— for the night-cloud had lower'd, And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; 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 home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back.... | |
 | John Seely Hart - 1857 - 394 pages
...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... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 426 pages
...reposing that night on my pallet of straw, 15y the wolf-scaring fagot that guarded the slain, U 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, Till Autumn... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1857 - 164 pages
...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... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1857 - 334 pages
...wolf-scaring fagot that guarded the slain, In the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track, 'Twas in autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my father, that welcomed me back. I flew... | |
 | Thomas Buckley Smith - 1858 - 310 pages
...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 dream'd it again. Methought, o'er the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 642 pages
...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 drcamt it again. Mcthonght from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate... | |
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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. 
