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Page vi
... repeat- ing stanzas of Gray's Elegy . What stanzas we do not know . One was , " The boast of heraldry , the pomp of power , And all that beauty , all that wealth e'er gave , Await alike the inevitable hour , - - The paths of glory lead ...
... repeat- ing stanzas of Gray's Elegy . What stanzas we do not know . One was , " The boast of heraldry , the pomp of power , And all that beauty , all that wealth e'er gave , Await alike the inevitable hour , - - The paths of glory lead ...
Page vii
... repeat no other terms of eulogy than those of Dr. Johnson himself . His words are , In the character of the Elegy I rejoice to concur with the common reader ; for by the common sense of readers , uncorrupted with literary prejudices ...
... repeat no other terms of eulogy than those of Dr. Johnson himself . His words are , In the character of the Elegy I rejoice to concur with the common reader ; for by the common sense of readers , uncorrupted with literary prejudices ...
Page viii
... repeat , somewhat indistinctly , the words , Poet , poetry , - Gray , Gray . ' His son repeated the first line of the Elegy , The curfew tolls the knell of parting day . ' ' That's it , that's it ! " exclaimed Mr. Webster . The book was ...
... repeat , somewhat indistinctly , the words , Poet , poetry , - Gray , Gray . ' His son repeated the first line of the Elegy , The curfew tolls the knell of parting day . ' ' That's it , that's it ! " exclaimed Mr. Webster . The book was ...
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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