 | 1805 - 590 str.
...track, Till autumn and sunshine arose in the way, To the house of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young j " heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 str.
...sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate...the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young;... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 266 str.
...sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, 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... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 str.
...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...the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life'smorning march, when my bosom was young;... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 str.
...thrice ere the morning 1 dreamt it again* Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, tar I had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas autumn —...the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young;... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 188 str.
...thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far 1 had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas autumn —...the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 str.
...morning I dreamt it again. Mcthought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roaiu'd on a desolate track : Twas autumn — and sunshine...the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travcrs'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young;... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1821 - 254 str.
...sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the hattle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate...the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me had;, I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my hosom was young... | |
 | 1821 - 282 str.
...sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dream't it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate...the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young... | |
 | Luna (fict.name.) - 1821 - 584 str.
...remainder of the day with them, and retired in the evening to regulate the morrow's journey. CHAPTER IV. Twas autumn— and sunshine arose on the way, To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. CAMPBELE. THE fineness of the evening tempted the cavaliers to stroll round the ramparts of the... | |
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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. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : 'Twas autumn,... 
