 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...  The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott - 第 126 頁Walter Scott 著 - 1831 - 490 頁完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 444 頁
...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...At the day-break from the fallow, And the bittern sound his drum, Booming from the sedgy shallow. Ruder sounds shall none be near, Guards nor warders... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 454 頁
...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...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 - 482 頁
...more, " Days of danger, nights of waking. " ID our isle's enchanred hall, " Hands unseen thy conch are strewing, " Fairy strains of music fall, " Every sense...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 - 458 頁
...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...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 - 872 頁
...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 - 868 頁
...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 - 410 頁
...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 - 448 頁
...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...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 - 282 頁
...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 - 542 頁
...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,...At the day-break, from the fallow. And the bittern sound his drum, Booming from the sedgy shallo"', Ruder sounds shall none be near, Guards nor wardens... | |
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