 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...  The Works of Walter Scott, Esq: The lady of the lake - Side 32af Sir Walter Scott - 1813Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | John Cooper Grocott - 1863 - 562 sider
...blasphemy. SHAESPEEE. — Measure for Measure, Act IL Scene 2. (Isabella to Lucio.) Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more...knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. SCOTT.— Lady of the Lake, Canto I. Stanza 31. He is a soldier fit to stand by Ccesar, And give direction.... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1864 - 680 sider
...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; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Horn of toil, nor night of waking. " No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1865 - 504 sider
...dew. Ibid. On his bold visage middle age Had slightly pressed its signet sage. Canto i. Stanza 21. Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. Canto i. Stanza 31. Hail to the Chief who in triumph advances. Canto ii. Stanza 19. Some feelings are... | |
 | Henry Thomas Liddell Earl of Ravensworth - 1865 - 182 sider
...ilumber dewing. Soldier, reft ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more ; Sleep the deep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. No rude found fhall reach thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-fteed champing, Trump nor pibroch fummon here Muftering... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1866 - 792 sider
...thy couch arc strewis;?, Fairy strains of music fall. Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more...summon here Mustering clan, or squadron tramping. rxz Yet the lark's shrill fife may come, At the daybreak from the fallow, And the bittern sound his... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 sider
...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 Yet the lark's shrill fife may come at the day-break from the fallow, and the bittern sound his drum... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1866 - 614 sider
...rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting-fields no more : Sleep the sleep that knows not breakir.j. Morn of toil, nor night of waking. " No rude sound...shall reach thine ear. Armour's clang, or war-steed cham; ing, Trump nor pibroch summon here Mustering clan, or squadron trampin;;. Yet the lark's shrill... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1866 - 1204 sider
...! thy warfare o'er. Dream of fighting-fields no more : Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking Mom of toil, nor night of waking. " No rude sound shall reach thine car, Armour's clang, or war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon here Mustering clan, or squadron... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1867 - 752 sider
...continued. When musing on companions gone, \Ve doubly feel ourselves alone. Sir W. Scott, Mar.n. -. Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. Scott, L. of Lake, I. 31. Since, howe'er protracted, death will come, Why fondly study, with ingenious... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1868 - 398 sider
...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...knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. SCOTT'S POETICAL WOUKS. " No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed champing,... | |
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