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8 I 2 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 forefathers of the hamlet fleep . 16 The breezy call of incense - breathing ...
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| Заглавие | The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray: With the Life of the Author ... |
| Автор | Thomas Gray |
| Издател | R. Scott, 1798 |
| Оригиналът е от | Нюйоркската обществена библиотека |
| Цифровизирана на | 1 Дек 2006 |
| Брой страници | 84 страници |
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