...sculpture Implores the passing tribute of a sigh. Their name, their years, spelt by th' unletter'd Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many...noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove,...

...fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Crushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon...so high, His listless length at noontide would he streteh, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Him have we seen the greenwood side along, While...

...contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, T2 1 Triply, some hoary-headed swain^may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn, Brushing:...lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding- beech, That vrcatlies its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore...

...lines their artless tale relate, If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit should inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may...dews away, " To meet the sun upon the upland lawn, &c." Nothing can be conceived more truly ridiculous, in reading this passage, than quitting the melancholy...

...spirit shall inquire thy fate : Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, « Oft have we seen him àt the peep of dawn « Brushing with hasty steps the...beech, « That wreathes its old fantastic roots so higli, « His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, « And pore upon the brook that babbles...

...the voice of nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thec, who, mindful of the unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless...noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that bubble.s by. Ifard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, JIutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove...

...relate ; If, chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply same hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him...noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove...

...unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If ehanee, by lonely eontemplation st unknown, What need a man forestall his date of...fear, How bitter is sueh self-delusion ! I do not beeeh, That wreathes its old fantastie roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he streteh,...

...artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, 95 Some kindred spirit shall enquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, "...the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn : 100 we wished to be remembered by them in our absence : this would be expressed clearer, if the metaphorical...

...of nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of the' nnhononrM dead, * * Dost in these lines their artless tale relate...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Him have we seen the greenwood side along, While o'er the heath we hied, our labour done, Oft as...