 | 1800 - 322 str.
...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... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 str.
...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... | |
 | Robert Blair - 1804 - 132 str.
...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;... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 str.
...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... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 str.
...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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 str.
...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... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1807 - 728 str.
...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... | |
 | James Beattie - 1809 - 406 str.
...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... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 308 str.
...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... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 628 str.
...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,... | |
| |
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 breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the... 
