 | Thomas Warton - 1759 - 168 страници
...ftcret bow'r, Moleft her ancient folitary reign. Beneath thofe rugged elms, that yew-tree's fhade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefather's of the hamlet fleep. The breezy call of incenfe-breathing morn, The fwallow twitt'ring... | |
 | Collection - 1765 - 418 страници
...fecret bow'r, Moleft her ancient, folitary reign. Beneath thofe rugged elms, that yew-tree's made, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrdw cefl for ever hid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet fleep. The breezy call of incenfe-brtrathing... | |
 | 1780 - 226 страници
...fecret bow'r, Moleft her ancient folitary reign; Beneath thofe rugged elms, that yew-tree's fhade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet fleep, The breezy call of mcenfe-breathin; morn, >... | |
 | James Roach - 1792 - 284 страници
...fecret bow'r. Molcfl her ancient, folitary reign. Beneath thofe rugged elms, that yew-tree's fbade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for-ever laid*, The rude forefathers of the hamlet flecp. The breezy call of incenfe-breathing morn,... | |
 | T. Bowen - 1799 - 76 страници
...her fecret bower Moled her ancient, folitary reign. Beneath thofe rugged elms, that ewe^tree's fhade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever la;d, The rude forefathers of the hamlet fleep. The breezy call of incenfe-breathing Morn, The fwallow... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1799 - 270 страници
...And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds. Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wand'ring near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves... | |
 | 1800 - 322 страници
...And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds ; Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wand'ring near...that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould 'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 542 страници
...her fccretbow'r Moled her ancient, folitary reign. Beneath thofe rugged elms, the yew-tree's ihade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the himlet deep. The breezy call of incenfe-breathing morn, The... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 страници
...drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds [3Q]. Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wand'ring near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. fr) The Curfew tolls Ike knell of parting day. i squill*... | |
 | Richard Lovell Edgeworth - 1802 - 152 страници
...by long undisturbed possession. -; . -. iv. . ' " Beneath those rugged elms, that yew tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for eyer laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. By using the word " those," the poet enT deavours... | |
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And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight... 
