A Soldier’s Dream: (C. S. B.)
“Last night as I toasted
My wet feet and roasted”—
The Soldier’s Dream: (Lee)
“Our bugles sand truce, for the night cloud had lowr’d,
And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky,”—
Soldier’s Dream: By Fr. Sulzner. (Fag.)
“I am dreaming of thee,
Dearest, I am dreaming still of thee,”—
Soldier’s Farewell: Air, “Rosin the Bow,” (Randolph.)