 | Thomas Campbell - 1803 - 162 páginas
...slain, 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, I had roam'd on a desolate track, Till autumn and sunshine arose on the way To the house of my fathers that welcom'd me back.— I flew... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1804 - 182 páginas
...slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And twice, ere the cock crew, I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far, I had roam'd on a desolate tract, Till nature and sunshine disclos'd the sweet way To the house of my father, that welcom'd me... | |
 | 1805 - 590 páginas
...slain, * t the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And twice, ere the cock crew, I dreamt it again. Methought, from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track, Till autumn and sunshine arose in the way, To the house of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 páginas
...slain ; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array,...that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 266 páginas
...slain; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas autumn—and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 páginas
...the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Melhought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I...that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life'smorning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain goats bleating... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1814 - 274 páginas
...slain ; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array,...the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me hack. I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young;... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1816 - 378 páginas
...and sunshine disclos'd the sweet way Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, To the house of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travell'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 páginas
...thrice ere the morning 1 dreamt it again* Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, tar I had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas autumn —...that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 páginas
...morning I dreamt it again. Mcthought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roaiu'd on a desolate track : Twas autumn — and sunshine...that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travcrs'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating... | |
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Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the... 
