 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1830 - 334 sider
...the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered — The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing...saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate track ; 'T was... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1830 - 248 sider
...And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing...saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate track ; 'Twas... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1830 - 250 sider
...And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing...saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate track; 'Twas... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1830 - 516 sider
...And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground ovcrpower'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing...that night on my pallet of straw. By the wolf-scaring fagot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 sider
...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-searing faggot that guarded the slain -T At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw. And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate track ; 'T was... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1830 - 514 sider
...the sky : And thousands had sunk on the ground overpuwer'd. The weary to sleep, and the wounded tu die. / When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring fagot that guarded the slain. At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning... | |
 | 1831 - 272 sider
...the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpower 'd, The weary to sleep and the wounded to die — When...the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice e're the cock crew I dreamt it again. Methought, from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far, I had roamed... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1831 - 356 sider
...the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered — The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing...that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring fagot that guarded the slain; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1831 - 356 sider
...to die. At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring fagot that guarded the slain; Methought.from the .battle-field's dreadful array, Far, fiir I had roamed... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 sider
...And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing...that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring fagot that guarded the slain ; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning... | |
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By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw; And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. 
