 | 1890 - 366 páginas
...thy favourite name ! W. Collins cxi.vn V ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCH- YARD The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly...bower. Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those ragged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap Each in his narrow... | |
 | Robert Sullivan - 1861 - 532 páginas
...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....distant folds; Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r. The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such, as wandering near her secret bow'r, Molest... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 páginas
...the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds ; Save where the beetle wheels his drony flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds ; Save...bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath these rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in... | |
 | Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1862 - 392 páginas
...ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods...ancient solitary reign. 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... | |
 | Archibald Hamilton Bryce - 1862 - 344 páginas
...The Bard, secure Mm undying fame. THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day; The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea ; The ploughman homeward plods...bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath these rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in... | |
 | William Francis Collier - 1862 - 678 páginas
...day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods bis weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering...her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. SPECIMEN OF GRAY S VER^E. Beneath those nigged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in... | |
 | English poets - 1862 - 626 páginas
...ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods...his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distent folds. Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of... | |
 | William Francis Collier - 1862 - 550 páginas
...the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his dronin? fliyht, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds ; Save...bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those ragged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow... | |
 | Henry Twells - 1862 - 262 páginas
...the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds ; Save where the beetle wheels his drony flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds ; Save...bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath these rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1863 - 304 páginas
...IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. 1 -\ -, -j THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods...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... | |
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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... 
