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Page viii
... village life of England before us , even though the very commencing word- the curfew - is rather a recollection of obsolete habits . In the second stanza is there not twilight in the very sounds ? Now fades the glimmering landscape on ...
... village life of England before us , even though the very commencing word- the curfew - is rather a recollection of obsolete habits . In the second stanza is there not twilight in the very sounds ? Now fades the glimmering landscape on ...
Page ix
... village scholar : There scattered oft , the earliest of the year , By hands unseen , are showers of violets found ; The redbreast loves to build and warble there , And little footsteps lightly print the ground . · " Such were the still ...
... village scholar : There scattered oft , the earliest of the year , By hands unseen , are showers of violets found ; The redbreast loves to build and warble there , And little footsteps lightly print the ground . · " Such were the still ...
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... her ample page , Rich with the spoils of time , did ne'er unroll , Chill Penury repressed their noble rage , 3 1 .w . a XIV . Full many a gem. And froze the genial current of the soul . Some village Hampden , that with dauntless breast ...
... her ample page , Rich with the spoils of time , did ne'er unroll , Chill Penury repressed their noble rage , 3 1 .w . a XIV . Full many a gem. And froze the genial current of the soul . Some village Hampden , that with dauntless breast ...
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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