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BENEATH THOSE 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,

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THE BREEZY CALL OF INCENSE-BREATHING MORN,

THE SWALLOW TWITTRING FROM THE STRAW-BUILT SHED, THE COCK'S SHIRILL CLARION, OR THE ECHOING HORN,

NO MORE SHALL ROUSE THEM FROM THEIR LOWLY BED.

PLATE IIT

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FOR THEM NO MORE THE BLAZING HEARTH SHALL BURN,

OR BUSY HOI'STWIFE PLY HER EVENING CARE ; NO CHILDREN RITO LISP THEIR SIRE'S RETIRN,

OR CLIMB HIS KNEES THE ENVIEDKISS TO SUARE.

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