![](https://books.google.com.mx/books/content?id=QC0gAAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | 1800 - 322 páginas
...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...breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mx/books/content?id=cMYIAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 páginas
...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...breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mx/books/content?id=8dYIAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Robert Blair - 1804 - 132 páginas
...the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, 1-he rude t'i»rUallHns of the. hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing...echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening-care;... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mx/books/content?id=hSwhAAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 páginas
...reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a raould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude...breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mx/books/content?id=QbAIAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 páginas
...reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade , Where heaves the turi in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude...breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shedj The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn , No more shall... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mx/books/content?id=ef8VAAAAYAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 páginas
...reign. Beneath those rugged ehns, that yew-trees shade, Where heaves the turf in mr.uy a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude...breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed. The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mx/books/content?id=Zzs1AAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Thomas Gray - 1807 - 728 páginas
...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...breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mx/books/content?id=MFsBAAAAYAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | James Beattie - 1809 - 406 páginas
...person of taste or good manners. When one hears the following lines, which abound in poetical words, The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow...shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouze them from their lowly bed: one is as sensible of the dignity of the language, as one would be... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mx/books/content?id=5rIDAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | English poetry - 1809 - 308 páginas
...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...breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mx/books/content?id=X_USAAAAIAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 628 páginas
...Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those ragged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf...forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense7breathing Morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built sbed, The cock's shrill clarion,... | |
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