 | Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 страници
...Evening:" 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 ever laid, The rude...breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
 | 1800 - 322 страници
...reign. 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 ever laid, The rude...breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 страници
...reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a raould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude...breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 страници
...reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade , Where heaves the turi in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude...breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shedj The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn , No more shall... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 страници
...reign. Beneath those rugged ehns, that yew-trees shade, Where heaves the turf in mr.uy a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude...breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed. The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1807 - 728 страници
...reign. 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 ever laid, The rude...breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 308 страници
...reign. 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 ever laid, The rude...breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 628 страници
...Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those ragged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf...forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense7breathing Morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built sbed, The cock's shrill clarion,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 622 страници
...secret bower, Molest her ancicni solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shad?, Where heaves the' turf in many a mouldering heap,...laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The brfezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow tw ittering from the straw-built bite»!, The cock's... | |
 | Thomas Janes - 1810 - 336 страници
...reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's --hade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'] ing heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude...breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
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Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. 
