 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...  A Primer of English Parsing and Analysis - Seite 7von Cyril L. C. Locke - 1883 - 96 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 454 Seiten
...rhymes we sing." — She sung, and still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between. , XXXI. fttttf* " 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... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1810 - 468 Seiten
...rhymes we sing." — • She sung, and still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between. XXXI. " 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,... | |
 | 1810 - 482 Seiten
...the first Canto we cannot omit the extract ofthc following songs address* J to the Knight : town. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, " Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking ; " Dream of bntllcd fields no more, " Days of danger, nights of waking. " ID our isle's enchanred... | |
 | 1811 - 868 Seiten
...мг, p. in the lonely island. The «livani which follows is in the highest order of poetry. " • 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 ¡»le's enchanted hall,... | |
 | John Kennedy - 1818 - 152 Seiten
...mad that night. | The jocular name of the Blink Hoi*. . '•'D 9 Sentinel; OR, VISIONS OF THE WATCH. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking ; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, night* of wakipg. SCOTT. DREAD was the hour when... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820 - 282 Seiten
...rhymes we sing."— She sung, and still a harp unseen Fill'd up the symphony between. XXXI. Sone, " 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... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 Seiten
...And, oh ! that hour and broomy bower, Can I forget it ever! SLXIX. SOLDIER, REST ! THY WARFARE O'ER. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking ; Dream of battl'd fields no more, J,f Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1831 - 582 Seiten
...rhymes we sing. » — She sung, and still a harp unseen Fill'd up the symphony between, (to) ^ xxxr. « 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,... | |
 | Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - 194 Seiten
...translated. Also, how, in line 7, the men are put for the abstract qualities. EXERCISE XLIII. (Sir W. Scott). 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 5... | |
 | Richard Hiley - 1834 - 188 Seiten
...All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was ihe flow Of Iscr, rolling rapidly. 2, Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking; Dream of battle-fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. 3. Not a drum was heard, nor a funeral... | |
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