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... lines forming household words in all memories ; to its being the subject of incessant quotation , and of scarcely less frequent translation , imitation , and parody . I prefer to repeat no other terms of eulogy than those of Dr. Johnson ...
... lines forming household words in all memories ; to its being the subject of incessant quotation , and of scarcely less frequent translation , imitation , and parody . I prefer to repeat no other terms of eulogy than those of Dr. Johnson ...
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... line of the Elegy , The curfew tolls the knell of parting day . ' ' That's it , that's it ! " exclaimed Mr. Webster . The book was brought , and other stanzas read , which seemed to give him pleasure . Surely it is not a slight thing to ...
... line of the Elegy , The curfew tolls the knell of parting day . ' ' That's it , that's it ! " exclaimed Mr. Webster . The book was brought , and other stanzas read , which seemed to give him pleasure . Surely it is not a slight thing to ...
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Thomas Gray. XXIV SACRED THE MEMO 2777 Dost in these lines their artless tale relate , If , chance , by lonely contemplation led , Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate , XXV . ি Haply some hoary - headed swain may. For thee , who ...
Thomas Gray. XXIV SACRED THE MEMO 2777 Dost in these lines their artless tale relate , If , chance , by lonely contemplation led , Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate , XXV . ি Haply some hoary - headed swain may. For thee , who ...
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air a solemn alike the inevitable ASTOR Await alike beetle wheels beneath boast of heraldry breath BROADWAY cell forever laid church of Stoke cock's shrill clarion Country Church-yard curfew tolls distant folds droning flight drowsy tinklings lull dust E'en echoing horn ecstasy the living fades the glimmering glimmering landscape glory lead grave hamlet sleep heart once pregnant heaves the turf hopes inspire ivy-mantled tower laid Some heart living lyre lull the distant mouldering heap narrow cell forever neglected spot o'er paths of glory poem poet Poetry of Gray pomp of power PREFACE pregnant with celestial Q BB Q F B B rod of empire rude forefathers rugged elms sacred sequestered Sheffield solemn stillness holds spot is laid stanzas STOKE POGIS CHURCH THOMAS GRAY TILDAN tomb waked to ecstasy wealth e'er gave Webster wheels his droning Windsor Wolfe wrote his Elegy yew-tree's shade yonder YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY শু