 | Thomas Campbell - 1803 - 162 pàgines
...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-crow I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1804 - 182 pàgines
...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scarring fagot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And twice, ere the cock crew, I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far,... | |
 | 1904 - 518 pàgines
...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, 1 dreamt it again. Methought, from the battle field's dreadful array, Far,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 266 pàgines
...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...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 autumn—and sunshine... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 pàgines
...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...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 autumn — and sunshine... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 pàgines
...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slai n, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Melhought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : Twas... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 pàgines
...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. Mcthought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roaiu'd on a desolate track : Twas... | |
 | 1821 - 270 pàgines
...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...the morning I dream't it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track ; 'Twas autumn — and sunshine... | |
 | 1822 - 418 pàgines
...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... | |
 | Catherine George Ward - 1824 - 720 pàgines
...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 I bad roam'd on a desolate track ;... | |
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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. 
