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Bliss Carman, et al., eds.  The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume I. Of Home: of Friendship.  1904.
 
Poems of Home: V. The Home
The Soldier’s Dream
Thomas Campbell (1777–1844)
 
OUR bugles sang truce,—for the night-cloud had lowered,
  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 that night on my pallet of straw,        5
  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 I dreamt it again.
 
Methought from the battle-field’s dreadful array,
  Far, far I had roamed on a desolate track:        10
’T was autumn,—and sunshine arose on the way
  To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back.
 
I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft
  In life’s morning march, when my bosom was young;
I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft,        15
  And knew the sweet strain that the corn reapers sung.
 
Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore,
  From my home and my weeping friends never to part;
My little ones kissed me a thousand times o’er,
  And my wife sobbed aloud in her fulness of heart.        20
 
“Stay, stay with us,—rest, thou art weary and worn;”
  And fain was their war-broken soldier to stay;—
But sorrow returned with the dawning of morn,
  And the voice in my dreaming ear melted away.
 
 
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