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CO L L E C T I ON

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Ρ ο Ε Μ S

IN SIX VOLUME S.

BY

SEVERAL HANDS.

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LONDON: Printed by J. HUCHS,
For J. DODSLEY, in PALL-MALL.

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E L EGY

WRITTEN IN A

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By Mr. GRAY.
HE curfew tolls the knell of parting day,

The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea,
The plowman homewards plods his weary way,
And leaves the world to darkness and to me.

Now fades the glimmering landscape on the fight,
And all the air a solemn stillness holds,
Save where the beetle wheels his drony fight,
And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds;
VOL. IV.

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Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r
The mopeing owl dges to the moon complain
Of such, as wand'ring near her secret bow'r,
Moleft her ancient, folitary 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 Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.

The breezy call of incense-breathing Morn,
The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed,
The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn
No more thall rouse them from their lowly bed.

For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn,
Or busy houswife ply her evening care :
No children run to lisp their fire's return,
Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.

did the harvest to their fickle yield,
Their furrow oft the fubborn glebe has broke;
How jocund did they drive their teem afield!
How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!

Let not Ambition mock their useful toil,
Their homely joys, and destiny obfcure;
Nor Grandeur hear, with a disdainful smile,
The fhort and simple annals of the poor.

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