 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...  Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott ... - Side 138af Walter Scott - 1873 - 559 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1810 - 433 sider
...rhymes we sing." — • She sung, and still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between. XXXI. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more ; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 433 sider
...rhymes we sing." — She sung, and still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between. , XXXI. fttttf* " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.... | |
 | 1811
...мг, p. in the lonely island. The «livani which follows is in the highest order of poetry. " • Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er. Sleep the sleep...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... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 436 sider
...Stanley, 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...dewing. Soldier, rest' ! thy warfare o'er', Dream of fighting fields no more' ; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking', Morn of toil', nor night of waking'.... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820
...rhymes we 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...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
...! 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 - 282 sider
...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
...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;...dewing. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.... | |
 | Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - 142 sider
...translated. Also, how, in line 7, the men are put for the abstract qualities. EXERCISE XLIII. (Sir W. Scott). Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall 5 Hands unseen thy couch are strewing : Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing.... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832
...o'er', Sleep the sleep' that knows not breaking' ; Dream of battle-fields no more', Days of danger1, nights of waking'. In our isle's enchanted hall',...dewing. Soldier, rest' ! thy warfare o'er', Dream of fighting fields no more' ; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking', Morn of toil', nor night of waking\... | |
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