...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 twice ere the cock-crow I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far,...

...sleep, and the wounded to die ! 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,...

...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 twice ere the cock crew, 1 dreamt it again. Methought, from the battle field's dreadful array, Far,...

...that guarded the slain, * t 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, far I had roam'd on a desolate track, Till autumn and sunshine arose in the way, To the house of my fathers,...

...and the wounded to uie ! .When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring fr.gjot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, Ar.d twice, ere the cock crew, dreamt it again. Me thoight from the battle field's dreadful array,...

...the wounded to die. 47 When reposing that night, on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain ; At the dead of the night...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,...

...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...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,...

...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...

...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...Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far 1 had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my...

...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 1 saw, And thrice ere the morning 1 dreamt it again* Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array,...