 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1810 - 468 páginas
...rhymes we sing." — • She sung, and still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between. XXXI. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 454 páginas
...rhymes we sing." — She sung, and still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between. , XXXI. fttttf* " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy... | |
 | 1811 - 868 páginas
...мг, p. in the lonely island. The «livani which follows is in the highest order of poetry. " • Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er. Sleep the sleep...no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our ¡»le's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, fairy strains of music fall, Every sense... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 páginas
...Stanley, on !" Were the last words of Marmion. Walter Scott. 20. — Song from the Lady of the Lake. rest' ! thy warfare o'er', Sleep the sleep' that knows...waking'. In our isle's enchanted hall', Hands unseen' thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music' fall, Every sense in slumber' dewing. Soldier, rest' !... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820 - 282 páginas
...rhymes we sing."— She sung, and still a harp unseen Fill'd up the symphony between. XXXI. Sone, " Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that...waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewisg. Soldier, rest! thy... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1826 - 294 páginas
...harp unseen Filled up the symphony between. xxxr. SONG. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep Hi.' sleep that knows not breaking ; Dream of battled fields...waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy... | |
 | Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - 194 páginas
...translated. Also, how, in line 7, the men are put for the abstract qualities. EXERCISE XLIII. (Sir W. Scott). Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall 5 Hands unseen thy couch are strewing : Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1831 - 582 páginas
...rhymes we sing. » — She sung, and still a harp unseen Fill'd up the symphony between, (to) ^ xxxr. « Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Elands unseen thy couch arc strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1834 - 280 páginas
...rhymes we sing." She sung, and still a harp unseen Filled up tl,u symphony between. XXXI. SONG. oldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows...waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy... | |
 | 1837 - 574 páginas
...add the following specimen, as comprising both these means of imitation in a most striking degree: " Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that...waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest! thy... | |
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Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking ; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense... 
