 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 - Page 35by James White - 1858 - 278 pagesFull view - About this book
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1866 - 656 pages
...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, Dream of fighting-fields no more í Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1866 - 1204 pages
...! thy warfare o'er. Dream of fighting-fields no more : Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking Mom of toil, nor night of waking. " No rude sound shall reach thine car, Armour's clang, or war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon here Mustering clan, or squadron... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1867 - 670 pages
...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, Dream of fighting-fields no more: Sleep the sleep that knows not brcil Morn of toil, nor night of waking. "... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1867 - 752 pages
...continued. When musing on companions gone, \Ve doubly feel ourselves alone. Sir W. Scott, Mar.n. -. Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. Scott, L. of Lake, I. 31. Since, howe'er protracted, death will come, Why fondly study, with ingenious... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1867 - 758 pages
...not breakingv Morn of toil', || nor night of waking\ 2. No rude sound shall reach thine ear', Armor's clang, or war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon here, Mustering clan', or squadronv tramping. Yet the lark'sv shrill fife may come', At the day-break from the fallow\ And the... | |
 | Charles Bilton - 1868 - 216 pages
...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,...here Mustering clan, or squadron tramping. Yet the lark s shrill fife may come, At the daybreak from the fallow, And the bittern sound his drum, Booming... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1868 - 398 pages
...night« of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands nnseen thy conch are strewing. Fairy strains of music fall. Every sense In slumber dewing. Soldier,...; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toll, nor night of waking. " No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed champing,... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1868 - 536 pages
...danger, nights of wakmg. 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, Dream of fighting-fields no more: Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1869 - 336 pages
...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. XXXI. " No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armor's clang, or war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch... | |
 | E. Wadham - 1869 - 176 pages
...isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every muse in slumber dewing. Soldier rest ! thy warfare o'er,...knows not breaking, Morn of toil nor night of waking. — SCOTT. 3. The Lay in Quick Metre. — If neither in quick metre the lay has much recognised standing,... | |
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