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The Church - yard abounds with images which find a mirror in every mind , and with sentiments to which every bosom returns an echo . Had Gray written often thus , it had been vain to blame and useless to praise him .
most hollow hearts reply ; Then voice and echo die , Quivering an instant fitfully , Like a sick torch - flame , quenched amid its flaring . A moment more , The lover sinks where sunk the loved before , And the wild world whirls on ...
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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