 | Thomas Campbell - 1803 - 162 pagina’s
...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw; And twice ere the cock-crow I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far,... | |
 | 1904 - 518 pagina’s
...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night, a sweet vision I saw, And twice ere the cock crew, 1 dreamt it again. Methought, from the battle field's dreadful array, Far,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1804 - 182 pagina’s
...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scarring fagot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And twice, ere the cock crew, I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far,... | |
 | 1805 - 590 pagina’s
...that guarded the slain, * t the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And twice, ere the cock crew, I dreamt it again. Methought, from the battle-field's...array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track, Till autumn and sunshine arose in the way, To the house of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 266 pagina’s
...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And...sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 pagina’s
...When reposing that night, on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain ; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And...Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 pagina’s
...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slai n, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Melhought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : Twas... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1814 - 274 pagina’s
...the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me hack. I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 188 pagina’s
...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And...Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far 1 had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 pagina’s
...the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, tar I had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my... | |
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When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, 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. 
