 | Thomas Gray - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 192
...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,... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 584
...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. • • squitla di lontano Che pain '1 giorno pianger, che si muore. The breezy call of incense-breathing... | |
 | 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 418
...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,... | |
 | 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 450
...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 boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await... | |
 | Shipwrecked sailor-boy - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 126
...Mother lies there, father! said the little boy, pointing with his finger to where — . • .; ' Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, ' The rude forefathers of the hamlet slept:' — — " and brother Will too, and Samuel. We shan't see 'em all at home when we get back,... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 284
...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 strawbuiltshed, The... | |
 | Henry Phillips - 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 354
...funerals. " Beneath , 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." GRAY. " The grave, dread thing, Men shiver when thou'rt named, ***** Well do I know thee by... | |
 | William Collins, Thomas Gray, James Beattie, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 478
...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 twitt'ring from the straw-built shed,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 1062
...those rugged elms, that yew tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in e, And some with swiftness in the course sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed,... | |
 | Marie-Joseph Chénier - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 460
...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. » > LE CIMETIÈRE DE CAMPAGNE. ÉLÉGIE. J_JE jour fuit; de l'airain les lugubres accens Rappellent... | |
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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. 
