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Their homely joys , and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear , with a disdainful
smile , The short and simple annals of the poor . 1 SEGUINTES IX . And all that
beauty , all. Let not Ambition mock their useful toil , The boast of heraldry , the
The threats of pain and ruin to despise ; To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land , And
read their history in a nation's eyes , . : XVII . Their growing virtues , but their. Th '
applause of listening senates to command ; Their lot forbad : nor circumscrib'd ...
Thomas Gray John Martin. FREYOEK & i . XXVII . “ Hard by yon wood , now
Hard by yon wood , now smiling , as in scorn , Muttering his wayward fancies , he
would rove ; Now drooping , woeful , wan , like one forlorn , Or craz'd with care ,
or cross'd in hopeless love . TinEW YORK BLIC LIBRARI ATOM , LINUXAVO ...
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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