 Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.  The worthies of Cumberland - Seite 38von Henry Lonsdale - 1867Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 Seiten
...secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary 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 breezy call of incense-breathing moru, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 Seiten
...secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary 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 rude4 forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 616 Seiten
...secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rnde forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn.... | |
 | William Russell - 1851 - 392 Seiten
...An awful pause, — prophetic of her end." Slow. " Beneath those rugged elms, that yew tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep." "For them no more the blazing hearth shall... | |
 | Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 Seiten
...secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn,... | |
 | 1851 - 312 Seiten
...secret bower, Molest her ancient, solitary reign. " Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap,— Each in his narrow cell forever laid, — The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. " For them no more the blazing hearth shall... | |
 | 1851 - 794 Seiten
...tumult of the deadly strife. The heath-clad hills throw their shadows over the gloomy moss of Bigswell, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his sfiallow cell for ever laid, The rude retainers of a detpot sleep. The hero of Summerdale was rewarded... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1852 - 470 Seiten
...secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn,... | |
 | James Robert Boyd - 1852 - 364 Seiten
...be wise. AN ELEGY WRITTEN IN A CHURCH-YARD. ***** Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn,... | |
 | 1852 - 460 Seiten
...secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of in^ise-breathing morn, .... | |
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