 | William Allingham - 1860 - 316 стор.
...love for newe, Pray Gods they change for worse ! GEORGE PEELE. 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... | |
 | George Augustus Sala, Edmund Yates - 1871 - 588 стор.
...w•orth all the tricks and whimsical prettinesses, so much belauded, of our own day — beginning, " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking ; Dream of battlefields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1862 - 706 стор.
...charmed rhymes we sing." — She sung, and still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between. Song. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...no more; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Mom of toil, nor night of waking. " No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1864 - 680 стор.
...charmed rhymes we sing." — She sung, and still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between. Song. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...no more; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Horn of toil, nor night of waking. " No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1866 - 370 стор.
...concerning the Bealms of Scotland, &o. as they were Anno Domini 1697. Lond., 1603." 4to. XXXI. SONG. •' Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...no more : Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Mora of toil, nor night of waking. " No rude sound shall reach thine ear,1 Armour's clang, or war-steed... | |
 | Henry Thomas Liddell Earl of Ravensworth - 1865 - 182 стор.
...exequias fandtificabit honos. ELLEN'S SONG. (SCOTT.) OLDIER, reft ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the fleep that knows not breaking Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our iile's enchanted hall, Hands unfeen thy couch are ftrewing, Fairy ftrains of mufic fall, Every fenfe... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1866 - 656 стор.
...charmed rhymes we sing." She sung, and still a harp unseen FilPd up the symphony between. XXXI. Sottj. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting-fields no more í Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1866 - 614 стор.
...charmed rhymes we sing." She sung, and still a harp unseen Fill'd up the symphony between. XXXI. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting-fields no more: Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking. Morn of toil, nor night of waking.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1866 - 1204 стор.
...charmed rhymes we sing." She sung, and still a harp unseen Fill'd up the symphony between. xxxr. Song. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er. Dream of fighting-fields no more : Sleep the sleep that knows not... | |
 | Acrostics - 1866 - 280 стор.
...Uranie, et surtout de celle-ci." 7. "Suis-je leur Empereur seulement pour leur plaire ? " JB-AB 385. " 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 ! " " Weep, weep, and rend your hair for those... | |
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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... 
