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Page vi
... 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 but to the ...
... 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 but to the ...
Page viii
... stanzas read , which seemed to give him pleasure . Surely it is not a slight thing to have satisfied , so far as the ... stanza is there not twilight in the very sounds ? Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight , And all the air ...
... stanzas read , which seemed to give him pleasure . Surely it is not a slight thing to have satisfied , so far as the ... stanza is there not twilight in the very sounds ? Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight , And all the air ...
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... stanzas as these , after they had been once inserted : Hark ! how the sacred calm that breathes around Bids every fierce , tumultuous passion cease , In still , small accents breathing from the ground A grateful earnest of eternal peace ...
... stanzas as these , after they had been once inserted : Hark ! how the sacred calm that breathes around Bids every fierce , tumultuous passion cease , In still , small accents breathing from the ground A grateful earnest of eternal peace ...
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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