 | Thomas Campbell - 1803 - 162 sayfa
...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, I had roam'd on a desolate track, Till autumn and sunshine arose on the way To the house of my fathers that welcom'd me back.— I flew... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1804 - 182 sayfa
...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, far, I had roam'd on a desolate tract, Till nature and sunshine disclos'd the sweet way To the house of my father, that welcom'd me... | |
 | 1805 - 590 sayfa
...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, 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 sayfa
...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. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 sayfa
...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. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 sayfa
...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...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 back. I... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 sayfa
...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. Mcthought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roaiu'd on a desolate track : Twas... | |
 | 1821 - 282 sayfa
...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 dream't it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track ; 'Twas... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1821 - 254 sayfa
...reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slaini At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the hattle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track ; Twas... | |
 | 1846 - 526 sayfa
...the sweet way, To the house of my fathers that welcomed me back. It was changed thus — Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far, I had roam'd on a desolate track, ' Twos autumn, and sunshine disclosed thesweet way To the home of my fathers that welcomed me back.... | |
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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. 
