<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519674" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er,</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er,<br>Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking:<br>Dream of battled fields no more,<br>Days of danger, nights of waking.<br>In our isle's enchanted hall,<br>Hands unseen thy couch are strewing,<br>Fairy strains of music fall,<br>Every sense in slumber dewing.<br>Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er,<br>Dream of fighting fields no more:<br>Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking,<br>Morn of toil, nor night of waking.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No rude sound shall reach thine ear,<br>Armour's clang, or war-steed champing,<br>Trump nor pibroch summon here<br>Mustering clan, or squadron tramping.<br>Yet the lark's shrill fife may come<br>At the day-break from the fallow,<br>And the bittern sound his drum,<br>Booming from the sedgy shallow.<br>Ruder sounds shall none be near,<br>Guards nor warders challenge here,<br>Here's no war-steed's neigh and champing,<br>Shouting clans or squadrons stamping.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Huntsman, rest! thy chase is done,<br>While our slumbrous spells assail ye,<br>Dream not, with the rising sun,<br>Bugles here shall sound reveillé.<br>Sleep! the deer is in his den;<br>Sleep! thy hounds are by thee lying;<br>Sleep! nor dream in yonder glen,<br>How thy gallant steed lay dying.<br>Huntsman, rest; thy chase is done,<br>Think not of the rising sun,<br>For at dawning to assail ye,<br>Here no bugles sound reveillé.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sir+Walter+Scott">Sir Walter Scott</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519674" data-title="Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, de Sir Walter Scott" data-description="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 couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sens..."></div> </div> </div>

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