...the time incorrect — and a kneu is not tolled for the parting, bnt for the parted — ' and leaves the world to darkness and to me.' 'Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight.' Here the incidents, instead of being progressive, fall back, and make the picture confused...

...the time incorrect — and a knell is not tolled for the parting, but for the parted — ' and leaves the world to darkness and to me.' 'Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight.' Here the incidents, instead of being progressive, fall back, and make the picture confused...

...ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day ; The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea ; The ploughman homeward...beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds ; Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r, The moping owl does to the moon...

...day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the len, The plowman homewards plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And ;>ll the air n solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight,...

...the time incorrect — and a knebl is not tolled for the parting, but for the parted — 'and leaves the world to darkness and to me.' 'Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight.' Here the incidents, instead of being progressive, fall back, and make the picture confused...

...others arc, to feel, and know myself a man. ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herds wind slowly...beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds: Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain...

...WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. The curfew tolls the knell of parting day ; The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea ; The ploughman homeward plods...beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds. Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain...

...WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. The curfew tolls the knell of parting day ; The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea ; The ploughman homeward plods...beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds. Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign....

...poet-laureate, but did not accept the appointment. ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCH-YARD. v THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day ; The lowing herds wind slowly...and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his drony flight, And...

...The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way,8 And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering...beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds.8 Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain...