 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1875 - 794 страници
...pensiveness ; With meagre discontented looks they sit And watch the wasting of the midnight taper! ROWE. Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. SIR W. SCOTT: Lady of the Lake. 0 polish'd perturbation ! golden care ! That keep'st the ports of slumber... | |
 | Anna Callender Brackett - 1881 - 348 страници
...thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing, Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more...night of waking. No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Mustering clan, or squadron tramping ; Yet the lark's shrill fife may come At the day-break from the... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 576 страници
...thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more...night of waking. No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armor's clang, or war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon here , Mustering clan, or squadron tramping.... | |
 | James Grant Wilson - 1876 - 604 страници
...thy couch are strewing,' Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more:...nor night of waking. No rude sound shall reach thine car, Armour's clang, or war-steed champiii-', Trump nor pibroch summon here Mustering clan, or squadron... | |
 | James Madison Watson - 1876 - 484 страници
...thy couch are strewing, Fairy streams of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more;...knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. 4. No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armor's clang, or war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon... | |
 | Thomas S. Cogley - 1876 - 288 страници
...music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier rest, thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting-fields no more; * Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking,...night of waking. No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armor's clang, or war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon here, Mustering clan, or squadron tramping.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1877 - 742 страници
...thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more...war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon here xxi 210 THE LADY OF TUK LAKE. Yet the lark's shrill fife may come, At the daybreak from the fallow,... | |
 | James Madison Watson - 1877 - 486 страници
...thy couch are strewing, Fairy streams of music fall,. Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more...knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. 4. No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armor's clang, or war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon... | |
 | John Diprose - 1877 - 234 страници
...And tremble '»hen I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd. SLEEP. Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. SPARE THE ROD. BUTLEE. Love is a boy by poets styl'd : Then spare the rod and spoil the child, A THING... | |
 | 1877 - 362 страници
...great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast. SHAKESPERE, Macbeth, act ii. so. 2. — SLEEP the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. SCOTT, Lady of the Lake, canto 1, st. 31. — SLEEP that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye. SHAKESPERE,... | |
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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 in... 
