The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray LL.B., Late Professor of Modern Languages in the University of Cambridge: With Some Account of His Life and Writings; the Whole Carefully Revised; and Illustrated by Notes, Original and Selected; to which are Annexed, Poems Written By, Addressed To, Or in Memory of Mr. Gray; Several of which Were Never Before CollectedJ. Scatcherd, 1799 - 186 страници |
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... 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 Forefathers of the hamlet sleep . ( k ) The Curfew tolls the knell of parting day ...
... 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 Forefathers of the hamlet sleep . ( k ) The Curfew tolls the knell of parting day ...
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... yonde The moping owl d Of such as , wand'rin Molest her ancien Beneath those rugge Where heaves the t Each in his narrow The rude Forefat ( k ) The Curfew t Che paia 1 gi more the blazing hearth shall burn , usewife ply her.
... yonde The moping owl d Of such as , wand'rin Molest her ancien Beneath those rugge Where heaves the t Each in his narrow The rude Forefat ( k ) The Curfew t Che paia 1 gi more the blazing hearth shall burn , usewife ply her.
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... beneath their sturdy ! ition mock their useful toil , ely joys , and destiny obscure ; ir hear with a disdainful smile and simple annals of the poor . Nor you , ye Proud , im If Memory o'er thei Where thro ' the long vault The pealing ...
... beneath their sturdy ! ition mock their useful toil , ely joys , and destiny obscure ; ir hear with a disdainful smile and simple annals of the poor . Nor you , ye Proud , im If Memory o'er thei Where thro ' the long vault The pealing ...
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... with dirges due in sad array Slow thro ' the church - way path we saw " him borne . Approach and read ( for thou can'st read ) the lay " Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged " thorn . " hese bones ' are to me original : I have.
... with dirges due in sad array Slow thro ' the church - way path we saw " him borne . Approach and read ( for thou can'st read ) the lay " Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged " thorn . " hese bones ' are to me original : I have.
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... , and th His vigorous arm he Brac'd all his nerves , Then with a tempest Pursu'd his cast , and The orb on high ten True to the mighty a Far overleaps all bo Its ancient lord secu frets beneath the dashing oar , rges round the vessel.
... , and th His vigorous arm he Brac'd all his nerves , Then with a tempest Pursu'd his cast , and The orb on high ten True to the mighty a Far overleaps all bo Its ancient lord secu frets beneath the dashing oar , rges round the vessel.
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Страница 80 - Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor.
Страница 79 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Страница 90 - No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.
Страница 83 - Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
Страница 89 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high. His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. "Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping, woeful-wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love.
Страница 80 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Страница 7 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace, Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm thy glassy wave ? The captive linnet which enthrall?
Страница 84 - Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Страница 86 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Страница 85 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.