...fecret bow'r, Moleft her ancient folitary reign. Beneath thefe rugged elms, that yew-tree's lhade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each...for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet fteep. The breezy call of incenfe-breathing morn, The fwallow twitt'ring from the ftraw-imilt filed,...

...her fecret bower Moled her ancient, folitary reign. Beneath thofe rugged elms, that ewe^tree's fhade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever la;d, The rude forefathers of the hamlet fleep. The breezy call of incenfe-breathing Morn, The fwallow...

...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 Forefathers of the hamlet sleep. fk) Tie Curfew tolls the knell of parting day. squilla di lontano Che paia 1 giorno pianger,...

...the moft beautiful (lanzas ; and which are, at leaft, as well tranflatecj as any other.— P. 12. ' The breezy call of incenfe-breathing morn, The fwallow twitt'ring from the ftraw-built fhcd, The cock's fhrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more ihall roufe them from their lowly bed....

...the boast of ancestry, nor gilded trophies decorate the Warrior's Tomb:- — here . i *• Eadi.in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. ********** Nor you, ye proud I impute to these the fault* If rnem'ry o'er their tomb no trophies...

...with the following in Collins's " Ode to Evening:" Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each...for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed,...

...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 forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed,...

...reign. Beneath thofe rugged elms, that yew-tree'« (hide, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet ¿сер. The breezy call of incenfe-hreathing Morn, The fwallow twittering from the ftraw-built (bed,...

...her fccretbow'r Moled her ancient, folitary reign. Beneath thofe rugged elms, the yew-tree's ihade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the himlet deep. The breezy call of incenfe-breathing morn, The...

...Beneath thofe rugged elms, that yew-tree's fliade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering hap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet ileep, The breezy call of incenfe-hreathing Morn, The fwallow twittering from the ftraw-built died,...