Laterna magica - Royal Polytechnic

Royal Polytechnic

Titre	The Soldier's Dream
	d'après Edward et Frederick Goodall, The Soldier's Dream of Home, 1855 [gravure]
	d'après Thomas Campbell, The Soldier's Dream, 1800 [poésie]
Époque	Milieu du XIXème siècle
Lieu de fabrication	Angleterre
Description technique	Royal Polytechnic, peinte à la main, plaque carrée fixe
Dimensions	L. 279 mm l. 277 mm
Cote	PLM-00500-033 (Coll. Cinémathèque française)

The Soldier's dream - Poésie: 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,
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:
'Twas autumn; and sunshine arose on the way
To the home of my fathers, that welcomed my 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,
And knew the sweet strains 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.

"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.