 SOLDIER, REST! THY WARFARE O'ER" From " The Lady of the Lake " 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...  Robert Burns and Sir Walter Scott: Two Lives - Стр. 35авторы: James White - 1858 - Страниц: 278Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - Страниц: 454
...nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier,...knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. i " No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon... | |
 | 1810 - Страниц: 482
...nights of waking. " ID our isle's enchanred hall, " Hands unseen thy conch are strewing, " Fairy strains of music fall, " Every sense in slumber dewing. "...Dream of fighting fields no more ; " Sleep the sleep thut knows not breaking, " Morn of toil, nor night of waking. " No rude sound shall reach thine ear,... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1811 - Страниц: 458
...nights of waking. . In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing; Soldier,...summon here Mustering clan, or squadron tramping. 11 Yet the lark's shrill fife may come At the day-break from the fallow, And the bittern sound his... | |
 | 1811 - Страниц: 872
...nights of waling. In nui iile'a enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, fairy si rains of music fall. Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier,...not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. No rndc sound shall reach thine ear, «Armour's clang, nor war-steed champrôj, Trump nor pibroch summon... | |
 | 1811 - Страниц: 868
...of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Suldicr, rest! thy warfare o'er, , Dreum of lighting fields no more ; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking. Morn of toil, nor night of waking. No rode sound shall reach thine ear. Armour's clang, nor war-steed champing. Trump nor pibroch summon... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1818 - Страниц: 410
...rest : thy warfare o'er, Di-eam of fighting fields no more ; Sleep the sleep that knows not hreaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. No rude sound shall...ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed champing, Trump nor pihroch summon here Mustering clan, or squadron tramping. Yet the lark's shrill fife may come, At the... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - Страниц: 448
...nights of waking'. In our isle's enchanted hall', Hands unseen' thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music' fall, Every sense in slumber' dewing. Soldier,...war'-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon here', Yet the lark's' shrill fife may come At the day-break from the fallow', And the bittern' sound his... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820 - Страниц: 282
...hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewisg. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting...war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon here Yet the lark's shrill fife may come At the day-break from the fallow, And the bittern sound his drum,... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - Страниц: 542
...I thy warfare o'er, Dream of battl'd fields DO more; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Horn of toil, nor night of waking. No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armours clang, nor war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon here, Mustering clan, or squadron tramping.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1826 - Страниц: 294
...nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, l)ream of fighting fields no more; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night... | |
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