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

...And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing...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...

...; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. 2. 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...

...the sentinel stars set their watch in the? 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 I saw, And thrice ere the morning...

...And the sentinel stars set their watch in the 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 I saw, And thrice ere the morning...

...the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, >. The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing...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 dreamed it again. Methought...

...the sentinel siars set lliei'r watch in the 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 I saw, And thrice ere the morning...

...And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky, And thousands had sunk on the ground overpower'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When,...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, I dreamt it again. Methought....

...And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky; And thousands had sunk on the ground over powered, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die — When, reposing that night on my pallet of straw, Ry the wolf scaring faggot that guarded the alain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And...

...And the sentinel stars set their watch in the 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...