...glebe, Dorme per sempre, in loco angusto e basso, De la villa la rozza antica plebe. IV. v. Bcncatli 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....

...And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds; Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wand'ring near her secret bower, Molest her ancient, solitary reign. " il Such evil sin hath wrought; and such a flame Kindled...

...tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Disturb her 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 laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep....

...the moon complain Of such, as wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient, solitary reign. 4 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....

...drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds ; Save that, from yonder ivy-mantl'd tow'r, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wand'ring near...her secret bow'r, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Hark ! how the sacred calm that breathes around Bids ev'ry fierce tumultuous passion cease, In still...

...passion cease; In still small accents whispering from the ground, A grateful earnest of eternal peace. 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....

...Йог up the town, nor at Ih« wood was he." The east side bears the fine lines from the " Elegy :" " Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade....mould'ring heap. Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The nsde forefathers of the hamlet sleep. M The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power. And all that beauty,...

...tinklings lull the distant folds; Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r The moping owl does to tbe moon complain Of such as wand'ring near her secret...ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree 's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap Each in his narrovv cell for ever...

...ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain, Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged...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....

...where ignorance is bliss 'Tis folly to be wise. , ' , AN ELEGY WRITTEN IN A CHURCH- YARD. : * * * * * Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap. Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep....