...Button's Sir Walter Scott, in "English Men of Letters." SOLDIEE, BEST! i Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking! Dream...streams 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,...

...still a harp unseen Filled up the symphony between, xxxI. ELLEN'S SONG. ' Soldier, rest l thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking: Dream...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...

...BLOOMFIELD. SOLDIER, REST! THY WARFARE O'ER. FROM "THE LADY OF THE LAKE," CANTO L SOLDIER, rest ! thy warfare ron sat; and some with rank she graced, (The sourceof...children's andof courtiers' pride!) Kedressed affronts, — strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting...

...natural light alone I BRYAN WALLER PROCTIR. (BARRY CORNWALL.) SOLDIER, REST. SOLDIER, rest ! thy warfare st I stay ; There's neither friend nor foe o' mine...But wishes ine away. What I have done thro' lack o' Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more; Sleep the sleep that knows not...

...ever! CH; EnRP; GTBS; GTBS-P; OHIP; TrGrPo; WiR 387 POETRY QUOTATIONS 388 9 Soldier, rest! thy warfare lat — the sky Will cave in on him by and by. (1....291 -292) FaFP; MoAB; MoAmPo; OHFP; PDV 38 My heart 10 Huntsman, restithy chase is done; AWP; GN; MoShBr; NOBE; OBNC; PoRA; TrGrPo The Lay of the Last...

...the symphony between, XXXI SONG "Soldier, restl thy warfare o'er, 625 Sleep the sleep that knows no breaking; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of...enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, 830 Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Dream...

...stanza from Kit's favorite poem, The Lady of the Lake, by Sir Walter Scott: Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er. Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Dream...fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. And the mountains took pause. The great birds of prey sprang from their perches and pressed their pinions...

...when his heart grew dark, he was left with no other words. Sir Walter Scott Soldier, rest! Thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking: Dream...battled fields no more; Days of danger, nights of waking . . . Soldier, rest! Thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more; Sleep the sleep that knows...