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...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. fk) Tie Curfew tolls the knell of parting day. squilla di lontano Che paia 1 giorno pianger,...

...reign. Beneath thefe rugged elms, that yew-tree's lhade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet fteep. The breezy call of incenfe-breathing morn, The fwallow twitt'ring from the ftraw-imilt filed,...

...the boast of ancestry, nor gilded trophies decorate the Warrior's Tomb:- — here . i *• Eadi.in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. ********** Nor you, ye proud I impute to these the fault* If rnem'ry o'er their tomb no trophies...

...herfecrct bower, Moled her ancient folitary reign. Beneath thofe rugged elms, that yew-tree'« (hide, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each...for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet ¿сер. The breezy call of incenfe-hreathing Morn, The fwallow twittering from the ftraw-built (bed,...

...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 twitt'ring from the straw-built shed,...

...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 Forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed,...

...Beneath thofe rugged elms, that yew-tree's fliade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering hap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet ileep, The breezy call of incenfe-hreathing Morn, The fwallow twittering from the ftraw-built died,...