 | Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - 194 стор.
...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...danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall 5 Hands unseen thy couch are strewing : Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing.... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 стор.
...Stanley, on !" Were the last words of Marmion. SCOTT. 20. — SONG, FBOM THB LADY OF THE LAKE. SOT.DIER, rest' ! thy warfare o'er', Sleep the sleep' that knows not breaking' ; Dream of battle-fields no more', Days of danger1, nights of waking'. In our isle's enchanted hall', Hands unseen*... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1834 - 280 стор.
...rhymes we sing." She sung, and still a harp unseen Filled up tl,u symphony between. XXXI. SONG. oldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows...slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Drcam of fighting fields no more ; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night... | |
 | Richard Hiley - 1834 - 188 стор.
...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 note,... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1838 - 268 стор.
...XXXI. SONO. " Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not hreaking Dream of hattle fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking....strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumher dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er. Dream of fighting fields no more ; Sleep the sleep... | |
 | Walter Scott, J. W. Lake - 1838 - 496 стор.
...rhymes we sing." She «ing, anil still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between.10 XXXI. soxe. " Soldier, rest! thy -warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking; Dream of hauled fields no more, Daji of danger, nights of waking. ID our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1841 - 848 стор.
...charmed rhymes we sing." She sung, and still a harp unseen Fill'd up the symphony between.4 XXXI. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking; • MS.—" To whom, though more remote her claim, Young Ellen Rare a mother's name." » See Appendix,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1843 - 732 стор.
...o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not hreaking; Dream of hauled flelds 110 more, Days of danger, mghts of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen...strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumher dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of righting fields no more ; Sleep the sleep... | |
 | Elizabeth Caroline Grey - 1845 - 958 стор.
...relief. That glance if guilty I would dread More than the doom that spoke me dead." CHAPTER XVI. •• Soldier rest ! thy warfare o'er Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking Dream of battle fields no mure, Days of danger, nights of waking." SCOTT. All up and down the galleries Went... | |
 | John Frost - 1845 - 458 стор.
...compound*, by an immediate grant of life' and liberty*. MARMONTEL. 10. SONG, FROM THE LADY OF THE LAKE. 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*. In our isle's enchanted hall', Hands unseen*... | |
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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 in... 
