 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...  The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: Bart - Sayfa 247Walter Scott tarafından - 1866 - 740 sayfaTam görünüm - Bu kitap hakkında
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1810 - 468 sayfa
...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 slumber...summon here Mustering clan, or squadron tramping. Yet the lark's shrill fife may come At the day-break from the fallow, And the bittern sound his drum,... | |
 | 1810 - 482 sayfa
...danger, nights of waking. " ID our isle's enchanred hall, " Hands unseen thy conch are strewing, " Fairy strains of music fall, " Every sense in slumber...Dream of fighting fields no more ; " Sleep the sleep thut knows not breaking, " Morn of toil, nor night of waking. " No rude sound shall reach thine ear,... | |
 | 1811 - 872 sayfa
...nights of waling. In nui iile'a enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, fairy si rains of music fall. Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier,...not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. No rndc sound shall reach thine ear, «Armour's clang, nor war-steed champrôj, Trump nor pibroch summon... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1818 - 410 sayfa
...rest : thy warfare o'er, Di-eam of fighting fields no more ; Sleep the sleep that knows not hreaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. No rude sound shall...ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed champing, Trump nor pihroch summon here Mustering clan, or squadron tramping. Yet the lark's shrill fife may come, At the... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 sayfa
...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 slumber'...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... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820 - 282 sayfa
...hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewisg. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting...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,... | |
 | John White (A.M.) - 1826 - 340 sayfa
...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 slumber...summon here Mustering clan, or squadron tramping. Yet the lark's shrill fife may come At the day-break from the fallow, And the bittern sound his drum,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1827 - 678 sayfa
...waking. In our isle's euchaotcd hall, Hands unseen thy couch arc strewing, Fairy strain» of mu^ic fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest!...Dream of fighting fields no more; Sleep the sleep that kuows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. « No rude sound shall reacb thine ear, Armour's... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1831 - 582 sayfa
...Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Elands unseen thy couch arc strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber...summon here Mustering clan, or squadron tramping. Yet the lark's shrill fife may come At the day-break from the fallow, And the bittern souud his drum,... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 sayfa
...of danger1, nights of waking'. In our isle's enchanted hall', Hands unseen* thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music' fall, Every sense in slumber'...summon here', Mustering clan', or squadron' tramping. Yet the lark's' shrill fife may come At the daybreak from the fallow', And the bittern' sound his drum,... | |
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