...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the 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,...

...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night, a sweet vision I saw, And twice ere the cock crew, 1 dreamt it again. Methought, from the battle field's dreadful array, Far,...

...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scarring fagot that guarded the 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,...

...that guarded the 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...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...

...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And...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...

...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slai n, At 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 had roam'd on a desolate track : Twas...

...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain ; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And...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;...

...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...

...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And...Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far 1 had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my...

...When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Mcthought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roaiu'd on a desolate track : Twas...