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Amidst beauty beneath blessed bliss boast bowers breast British Poets brother Byrne Carinthia charms cheerful classical school climes cottage COUNTRY CHURCHYARD criticism dear Deserted Village diction E'en edition Eighteenth Century ELEGY WRITTEN English Literature Eton College fame figure of speech fire flies fond freedom grace grave Gray's happiness heart Homes and Haunts Horace Walpole Howitt humor Italy Johnson land Latin lawn learned Lissoy Literary Club looks luxury manner mansion means Milton mind native Nature o'er Oliver Goldsmith pain paths of glory Pembroke Hall picture pleasure poem poet's poetic poetry pomp poor pride reign rhyme rich romantic school round seen Sir Joshua Reynolds smiling solitary soul spirit spread stanza Stoke-Pogis Stoops to Conquer style swain sway Sweet Auburn Thomas Gray thou thought toil Traveller verse Vicar of Wakefield wandering Washington Irving wealth word
Page 78 - thro' the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. 40 Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can honor's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death? Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid 45
Page 62 - even the story ran that he could gauge; In arguing, too, the parson owned his skill, For, even though vanquished, he could argue still; While words of learned length and thundering sound Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around; And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one
Page 31 - The love he bore to learning was in fault. The village all declared how much he knew : 'Twas certain he could write, and cipher, too: Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage, And even the story ran that he could gauge. 2io
Page 80 - Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say: " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. 100
Page 78 - its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can honor's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death? Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid 45 But knowledge to their eyes her ample
Page 34 - In nature's simplest charms at first arrayed, But verging to decline, its splendors rise, Its vistas, strike, its palaces surprise ; While, scourged by famine from the smiling land, The mournful peasant leads his humble band, 300 And while he sinks, without one arm to save, The country blooms — a garden and a grave. If to
Page 78 - the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle
Page 61 - 111 fares the land to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay; Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade: A breath can make them, as a breath has made: But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied." " His best companions, innocence and health; And his best riches, ignorance of wealth.