 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pages
...sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When 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... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - English literature - 1851 - 780 pages
...sky; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpower'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When 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... | |
 | Edward Deering Mansfield - Generals - 1852 - 672 pages
...And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered. The weary to sleep and the wounded to die. ****** " At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And...the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far, I had roamed on a desolate track ; 'Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers,... | |
 | Epes Sargent - Readers - 1852 - 570 pages
...sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When 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... | |
 | Epes Sargent - Elocution - 1852 - 568 pages
...sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When 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... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 pages
...sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By...the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate track : 'Twas Autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - Ireland - 1853 - 404 pages
...die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring fagot that guarded the slain; the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamed it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1853 - 800 pages
...sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpower'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When 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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 278 pages
...sky; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpower'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By...At 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,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 396 pages
...sleep, and the wounded to die. When 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 dreamed it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate... | |
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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. 
