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Carmina ad Nobiliffum THOMAM HOLLES DUCEM DE NEWCASTLE infcripta, cum Academiam Cantabrigienfem Bibliothecæ Reftituendæ caufa inviferet.

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Prid. Kalend. Maias, 1755.

DE REG E.

UGUSTUS, Artium ufque fautor optimus,
Hic monia haud inaufpicato numine

Condi imperavit confecrata literis,
Eo nitore & partium elegantiâ,

Ut invidenda fint vel illis Edibus
Quæ fæculorum voce comprobantium
Præ cæteris fuperbiunt, justissima
Romæ recentis & vetuftæ gloria.
Nec his fupellex digna deerit monibus,
Et Vaticanæ, Bodleanæque æmula ;
Id Ille abundè caverat, noviffimus
Dedit volenti jura qui Britanniæ.

Brunfvichianis

Brunfvichianis fcilicet fanctiffimum est
Legefque tutari & fovere Literas.

AD CANCELLARIUM.

O

Tu, qui doctas Cami feliciter artes

Protegis, Aonii duxque decufque chori,

Quod Domus incipiat tam læto hæc omine condi,
Quæ nec Bodleio cedat, id omne tuum est.
Munera dant numerofa manus procerumque patrumque,
Exemplo & monitis exftimulata tuis.

Perge fovere Artes, nec vanum urgere laborem :
Tam pulchrum pulchrè Mufa rependet opus.
Hæc moles quanquam ipfa ruet; monumenta, Camenæ
Quæ condent, nullo funt ruitura die.

ΑΝ

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ELE GY,

Written in a Country Church-Yard.

By Mr. GRA Y.

HE curfew tolls the knell of parting day,

THE

The lowing herd wind flowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.

Now fades the glimmering landscape on the fight, And all the air a folemn ftillness holds,

Save where the beetle wheels his drony flight,
And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds;

Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r The moping owl does to the moon complain Of fuch, as wand'ring near her secret bow'r, Moleft her ancient, folitary reign.

Beneath

CARMEN ELEGIACUM,

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In CIMETERIO RUSTICO compofitum.

Udiftin! quam lenta fonans campana per agros,

Ærato occiduam nuntiat ore diem.

Armenta impellunt crebris mugitibus auras,
Laffatufque domum rufticus urget iter.
Solus ego in tenebris moror, & veftigia folus
Compono tacitâ nocte, vacoque mihi.

Omnia pallefcunt jam decedentia visu,
Et terra & cœlum, qua patet, omne filet.
Cuncta filent, nifi musca fuam fub vefpere fero
Raucifonans pigram qua rotat orbe fugam;
Cuncta filent, nifi qua faciles campanula fomnos
Allicit, & lento murmure mulcet oves.

Quàque hedera antiquas fociâ complectitur umbrâ
Turres, feralis lugubre cantat avis;

Et ftrepit ad lunam, fi quis fub nocte vagetur
Imperium violans, Cynthia Diva, tuum.

Has

Beneath thofe rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid,

The rude forefathers of the hamlet fleep.

The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, The cock's fhrill clarion, or the ecchoing horn, No more fhall rouse them from their lowly bed.

For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or bufy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lifp their fire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.

Oft did the harvest to their fickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke; How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!

Let

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