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...rest, and the wounded to die. When reposmg 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 cock crew* I dreamed it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far, I had roamed...

...reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At tiie dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the cock crew* I dreamed it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far, I had roamed...

...sky; 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 twice ere the cock-crow I dreamt it again. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-searing...

...And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing...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,...

...And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpower'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing...the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roarn'd on a desolate track: :Twas Autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers,...

...And the sentinel-stars set their watch in the sky, And thousands had sunk on the ground, overpower'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing...By the wolf-scaring fagot, that guarded the slain, In the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice, ere the morning, I dreamt it again. Methought...

...the sentinel stars set their watch in the 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 faggot that guarded the slam; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning...

...And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing...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...

...And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing...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...