Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard |
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... I. THE Curfew tolls the knell of parting day ; The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea ; The ploughman homeward plods his weary way , And leaves the world to darkness and to me . ASTOR LENOX AND TILDENDUNT ATTENS • II . Now fades.
... I. THE Curfew tolls the knell of parting day ; The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea ; The ploughman homeward plods his weary way , And leaves the world to darkness and to me . ASTOR LENOX AND TILDENDUNT ATTENS • II . Now fades.
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... the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust ? Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death ? CLIC LIBRARY AT LENOX AND XII . Perhaps , in. Can storied urn , or animated bust , The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear ;
... the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust ? Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death ? CLIC LIBRARY AT LENOX AND XII . Perhaps , in. Can storied urn , or animated bust , The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear ;
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... purest ray serene many a flower is born to blush unseen , And waste its sweetness on the desert air . ING ! XV . Some village Hampden , that ,. The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear ; Some Cromwell , guiltless of his country's blood .
... purest ray serene many a flower is born to blush unseen , And waste its sweetness on the desert air . ING ! XV . Some village Hampden , that ,. The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear ; Some Cromwell , guiltless of his country's blood .