 | John Frost - 1845 - 458 páginas
...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...Dream of fighting fields no more*; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking', Morn of toil', nor night of waking*. No rude' sound shall reach thine ear,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1848 - 170 páginas
...danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unaeen thy couch are strewinff, r airy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing....Dream of fighting fields no more ; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's... | |
 | John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - 570 páginas
....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...Dream of fighting fields no more ; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armor's... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1852 - 594 páginas
...rhymes we sing." She sang, and still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between. SONG. "Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking...isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing1, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er,... | |
 | Frederick Edward Gretton - 1853 - 152 páginas
...not Qare, is slain by one dart ; but Mirth in his quiver bears many a shaft. XXXV. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking...Dream of fighting fields no more : Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1853 - 492 páginas
...restM || thy warfare o'er', Sleep the sleep || that knows not breaking ; Dream of battle-fields || no more, Days of danger^, || nights of waking\ In...fall, Every sense || in slumber dewing. Soldier', restM || thy warfare o'er', Sleep the sleep || that knows not breaking^; Dream of battle-fields ||... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1855 - 590 páginas
...sing." She sung, and still a harp unseen Fill'd up the symphony between. XXXI. Song. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking...Dream of fighting fields no more : Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. " No rude sound shall reach thine ear,... | |
 | Charles Rogers - 1855 - 396 páginas
...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...Dream of fighting fields no more ; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's... | |
 | John Frost - 1855 - 462 páginas
...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...Dream of fighting fields no more*; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking', Morn of toil', nor night of waking*. No rude' sound shall reach thine ear,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1855 - 914 páginas
...sing." She sung, and still a harp unseen Fill'd up the symphony between.* XXXL Sbong. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking...our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch arc strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare... | |
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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... 
