 | Hugh Gawthrop - 1847 - 184 pages
...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, 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.... | |
 | British minstrel - 1848 - 480 pages
...straw. By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, Af the dead of the night, a sweet vision 1 saw, And twice, ere the cock crew, I dreamt it again. Methought from the hattle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate track, Till Autumn and sunshine... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1849 - 276 pages
...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...array, Far, far, I had roam'd on a desolate track : I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ;... | |
 | William Beattie - 1849 - 520 pages
...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 twice ere the cock crew * I dreamed it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far, I had roamed on a desolate... | |
 | Thomas King Greenbank - 1849 - 446 pages
...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 had I roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my... | |
 | Garland - 1850 - 152 pages
...sky; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw ; And twice ere the cock-crow I dreamt it again. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-searing faggot... | |
 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 pages
...that guarded the slain ; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, Aud thrice ere tin; morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate track; 'Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers,... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 780 pages
...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...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 welcomed me back. I flew... | |
 | N. Leitch - 1851 - 234 pages
...guarded the slam; 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 roam'd on a desolate track; 'Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 768 pages
...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 roarn'd on a desolate track: :Twas Autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers,... | |
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I had roam'd on a desolate track: 'twas Autumn, — and sunshine arose on the way to the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed... 
