...ELIOT (1888-1965), Anglo-American poel, critic. Little Gidding. pt. 1, m F our Qujrti'I i. 14 Each in his narrow cell for ever laid. The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. THOMAS GRAY 11716-71}, English pod. flegy in a Country Churchyard, si. 4. 15 A considerable...

...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 mom. The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed,...

...Monodrama," pt. 3, set. 6, St. 1, Maud, and Other Poems (1855). Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. THOMAS GRAY, (1716-1771) British poet. "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard," St. 4 (1 751...

...steps: "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." And Sarah found herself simultaneously beguiled by someone who could recite the fourth verse...

...reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mold'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,...

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...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,...

...itself — Beneath these rugged elms, this yew tree's shade. Where heaves the earth in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep,™ continued he; and then, still indulging his fondness for quotation, bade me observe how Even...

...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 sleep27. L'on goûte les « plaisirs de la mélancolie » dans le cloître d'une abbaye en ruine, comme...

...reign. 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. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn. The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed....