...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 slain, In the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And twice, ere the cock crew, I dreamt it again. Methought...

...picture, in a more poetic style, " the Soldier's Dream," illustrating Campbell's beautiful lines : — " When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By...saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again." It is a work of considerable merit, both in conception and execution, but we should hesitate to advise...

...that combines as many images of hardship, horror, or peril, as ever were compressed into two lines : " Reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the Main ¡" and then comes the exquisite transition to all that is soft, and familiar, and endearing,...

...sky ; \nd 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 fagot that guarded the slain ; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning...

...sky ; And thousands had gunk 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 fagot that guarded the slain ; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning...

...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 fagot that guarded the slaiti ; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning...

...weary to sleep, and the wounded to die — When, reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By tie wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the...a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dream'd it again. Methought, from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate...

...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 fagot that guarded the slain. At the dead of the night a sweet vision 1 saw, And thrice ere the morning...

...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...Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far had I roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my...

...sky ; When thousands sank down on the ground overpowered, The weary to rest, and the wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By...At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And twice ere the cock crew * I dreamed it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far,...