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And all that beauty , all that wealth , e'er gave , Await , alike , th ' inevitable hour ;The paths of glory lead but to the grave .
Slow through the church - way path we. Another came , —nor yet beside the rill , “ The next , with dirges due , in sad.
Slow through the church - way path we saw him borne . Approach and read ( for thou canst read ) the lay , Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn . ” !
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Reprint of what may once have been one of the most familiar poems in English from the 18th century. At a time when few could read in England, one of its most educated sons, and the companion of Horace ... Read full review