 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 454 страници
...She sung, and still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between. , XXXI. fttttf* " 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. i " No rude sound shall reach thine ear,... | |
 | 1810 - 482 страници
...more, " Days of danger, nights of waking. " ID our isle's enchanred hall, " Hands unseen thy conch are strewing, " Fairy strains of music fall, " Every...Dream of fighting fields no more ; " Sleep the sleep thut knows not breaking, " Morn of toil, nor night of waking. " No rude sound shall reach thine ear,... | |
 | 1811 - 868 страници
...lonely island. The «livani which follows is in the highest order of poetry. " • Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er. Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking...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... | |
 | 1811 - 872 страници
...nights of waling. In nui iile'a enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, fairy si rains of music fall. Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier,...Dream of fighting fields no more ; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. No rndc sound shall reach thine ear, «Armour's... | |
 | John Kennedy - 1818 - 152 страници
...| The jocular name of the Blink Hoi*. . '•'D 9 Sentinel; OR, VISIONS OF THE WATCH. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking...; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, night* of wakipg. SCOTT. DREAD was the hour when Henry stood, Expos'd to the blast of the tempest rude... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 страници
...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 not...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,... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820 - 282 страници
...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 knows not breaking;...Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewisg. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more; Sleep the sleep that knows... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 страници
...! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking ; Dream of battl'd fields no more, J,f Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted...fall, Every sense in slumber dewing ; Soldier, rest I thy warfare o'er, Dream of battl'd fields DO more; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Horn... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1826 - 294 страници
...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...slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, l)ream of fighting fields no more; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night... | |
 | John White (A.M.) - 1826 - 340 страници
...knows not breaking; Dream of battled fields Mo more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle•s enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing;...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... | |
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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... 
