...complain Of fuch, as, wand'ring near her fecret bow'r, Moleft her ancient, folitary reign. Beneath thofe rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the...mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid , The rude forefathers of the hamlet fleep. The breezy call of incenfe-breathing morn, The fvvallow,twitt'ring...

...the distant folds ; Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wand'ring near her secret bow'r, Molest...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....

...verse seems to have strong features of similarity with the following in Collins's " Ode to Evening:" Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade,...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...

...yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a raould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy...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 :...

...yew-trees shade, Where heaves the turf in mr.uy a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy...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 ev'ning care ;...

...that, from yonder ivy mantled tow'r, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bow'r, Molest her ancient, solitary...mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid. The rude forefathers of the humlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow...

...the distant folds ; Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as,' wand'ring near her secret bow'r. Molest...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....

...ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wand'ring near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged..."Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, . . .• • , ".;" .. jj '•' GRAY. LE CIMETIÈRE DE VILLAGE. r .-..,! ••"... • ÉLÉGIE. LE...

...ivy-mantled tower, The mopeing owl does to the moon complain Of such, as wand'ring near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged...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...

...complaining, and where, in point of fact, she is f;ir from being silent, even •when no wanderer is near. 3. Beneath those rugged elms, that yewtree's shade, Where...in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, Ttie rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn,...