BENEATH THOSE RUGGED ELMS, THAT YEW TREE'S SHADE, WHERE HEAVES THE TURF IN MANY FOREFATHERS OF THE HAMLET SLEEP. THE SWALLOW TWITT RING FROM THE STRAW-BUILT SHED, THE COCK'S SHRILL CLARION, OR THE ECHOING HORN, NO MORE SHALL ROUSE THEM FROM THEIR LOWLY BED. |