...da,y. The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering...droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds ; Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r, The moping owl doth to the moon complaiti Of such,...

...love and to forgive, Exact my own defects to scan, What others are to feel, and know myself a man. Prodigious motion felt, and rueful throes. At last this odious offspring plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering...

...extol Thy goodness infinite, both when we wake, And when we seek, as now, thy gift of sleep. X. — Elegy written in a Country Churchyard. THE curfew...leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimm'ring landscape on the sight, And all rhe air a solemn stillness holds ; Save whe-e the beetle...

...highly claims preservation. I shall therefore give them as a variation in their proper place. — MASON. The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves...and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, 5 And all -the air a solemn stillness holds, which find a mirrmir in every mind ; and with sentiments,...

...written in a country church-yard. The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods...leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimm'ring landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle...

...ELEGY, WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods...droning flight, 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,...

...WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCH-YARD. The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods...droning flight, 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,...

...THE COUNTRY CHURCH-YARD. ELEGY. x HE Curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wïnds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods...leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glknmering landscape on the sight, And aIl the air a solemn stillness holds, Save \there the beetle...

...would destroy their Paradise. No more ; where ignorance is bliss, Tis folly to be wise. GKAY. CHAP. X. ELEGY, WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. THE curfew...leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimm'ring landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle...

...Reprinted according to Ike original copy. THE curfew tolls — the knell of parting day ! The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods...droning flight, 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,...