 | 1858 - 684 Seiten
...in those other fiery, linen waves. At the dead of the night, even as the poor soldier in the song, "A sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again." Not thrice only, but many times, were those boiling waters parted, and a bright green spot, where the... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1859 - 424 Seiten
...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 I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas... | |
 | J. C. - 1860 - 218 Seiten
...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. Methonght from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas... | |
 | Henry William Dulcken - 1860 - 230 Seiten
...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, I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas... | |
 | J. C. - 1860 - 196 Seiten
...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 0i1 a desolate track : -Twas... | |
 | William Allingham - 1860 - 316 Seiten
...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'd it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate... | |
 | Cyrus Redding - 1860 - 364 Seiten
...altered to — And jthrice ere the morning I dream'd it again. The third stanza was written — Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track, Till nature and sunshine disclosed the sweet way To the house of my fathers that welcomed me back.... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1861 - 562 Seiten
...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, I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate track ; Twas... | |
 | John Connery - 1861 - 416 Seiten
...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 : I flew... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 224 Seiten
...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... | |
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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. 
