 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1853 - 492 Seiten
...are strewing, Fairy strains of music || fall, Every sense || in slumber dewing. Soldier', restM || thy warfare o'er', Sleep the sleep || that knows not breaking^; Dream of battle-fields || no more, Morn of toil', || nor night of waking\ 2. No rude sound shall reach thine... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1853 - 350 Seiten
...sense retires it, two cesural pauses maj be made instead of one, as in some of the following lines : Soldier, rest ! — thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep — that knows not breaking ; " Ah, wretch ! " — in wild anguish — he cried, " From country — and liberty — torn 1 Ah,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1855 - 914 Seiten
...charmed rhymes we sing." She sung, and still a harp unseen Fill'd up the symphony between.* XXXL Sbong. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch arc strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare... | |
 | Charles Rogers - 1855 - 396 Seiten
...shall hallow it, — Never, O never ! Eleu loro, &c. Never, 0 never ! SOLDIEE, REST! THY WARFARE O'ER.* 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... | |
 | John Frost - 1855 - 462 Seiten
...an immediate grant of life' and liberty*. MARJIONTEL. 10. SONO, FROM THE LADY OF THE LAKE. SOLDTER, 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*... | |
 | Edward Delaval Hungerford Elers Napier - 1856 - 390 Seiten
...old England, from whence it had been absent nearly twenty years. CHAPTER XXIV. THE LAST CHAPTER. " 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." WALTER SCOTT. CIRCUMSTANCES had prevented... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1857 - 444 Seiten
...our charmed rhymes we sing.5 She sung, and still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between.* 31 'Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy cpuch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - 456 Seiten
...are strewing, Fairy strains of music || fall, Every sense || in slumber dewing. Soldier', rest v ! || thy warfare o'er', Sleep the sleep || that knows not breaking"; Dream of battle-fields || no more, Morn of toil', || nor night of waking v . 2. No rude sound shall reach thine... | |
 | James White - 1858 - 316 Seiten
...charmed rhymes we sing." She sung, and still a harp unseen Fill'd up the symphony between. SONG. " Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep...enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy streams of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1860 - 656 Seiten
...between. "Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breakingi I/ream of battle " fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking....no more; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Mora of toil nor night of waking. **No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed... | |
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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... 
