 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 in...  The Lady of the Lake: A Poem - Página 38por Walter Scott - 1810 - 433 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Charles Rogers - 1855 - 396 páginas
...shall hallow it, — Never, O never ! Eleu loro, &c. Never, 0 never ! SOLDIEE, REST! THY WARFARE O'ER.* SOLDIER, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking ; Dream of battle-fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen... | |
 | John Frost - 1855 - 462 páginas
...an immediate grant of life' and liberty*. MARJIONTEL. 10. SONO, FROM THE LADY OF THE LAKE. SOLDTER, rest*! thy warfare o'er', Sleep the sleep' that knows not breaking*; Dream of battle-fields no more', Days of danger', nights of waking*. In our isle's enchanted hall', Hands unseen*... | |
 | Edward Delaval Hungerford Elers Napier - 1856 - 390 páginas
...old England, from whence it had been absent nearly twenty years. CHAPTER XXIV. THE LAST CHAPTER. " Soldier, rest, thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking ; Dream of battle-fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking." WALTER SCOTT. CIRCUMSTANCES had prevented... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1857 - 444 páginas
...our charmed rhymes we sing.5 She sung, and still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between.* 31 'Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy cpuch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - 456 páginas
...are strewing, Fairy strains of music || fall, Every sense || in slumber dewing. Soldier', rest v ! || thy warfare o'er', Sleep the sleep || that knows not breaking"; Dream of battle-fields || no more, Morn of toil', || nor night of waking v . 2. No rude sound shall reach thine... | |
 | James White - 1858 - 316 páginas
...charmed rhymes we sing." She sung, and still a harp unseen Fill'd up the symphony between. SONG. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy streams of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1860 - 656 páginas
...between. "Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breakingi I/ream of battle " fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking....no more; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Mora of toil nor night of waking. **No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed... | |
 | George Augustus Sala, Edmund Yates - 1871 - 588 páginas
...w•orth all the tricks and whimsical prettinesses, so much belauded, of our own day — beginning, " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking ; Dream of battlefields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen... | |
 | William Allingham - 1860 - 316 páginas
...love for newe, Pray Gods they change for worse ! GEORGE PEELE. SONG. [FROM " THE LADY OF THE LAKE."] SOLDIER, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking ; Dream of battle-fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall Hands unseen... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1862 - 706 páginas
...charmed rhymes we sing." — She sung, and still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between. Song. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...no more; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Mom of toil, nor night of waking. " No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed... | |
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