 | 1780 - 226 psl.
...reign; Beneath thofe rugged elms, that yew-tree's fhade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet fleep, The breezy call of mcenfe-breathin; morn, > The fwi.llow twitt'rniE from the ftraw-built fhed,,... | |
 | James Roach - 1792 - 284 psl.
...reign. Beneath thofe rugged elms, that yew-tree's fbade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for-ever laid*, The rude forefathers of the hamlet flecp. The breezy call of incenfe-breathing morn, The fwallow, twitt'ring from the flraw built flied,... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 psl.
...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, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
 | 1800 - 322 psl.
...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, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
 | Richard Lovell Edgeworth - 1802 - 152 psl.
..." The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow .twitt'ring from her straw-built shed, Xhe cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. Breezy call — the call of the breeze.— The wind in poetry is faid to murmur — to whisper,... | |
 | Thomas Chatterton - 1803 - 564 psl.
...thtfarsaltn hall of merriment. * The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from her straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. Graf. i* ECLOGUE THE FOURTH. Shall trum the lessel rouze the foxe awaie ; I'll seke the... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 psl.
...yew-tree's shade , Where heaves the turi 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 shedj The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn , No more shall... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 psl.
...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 call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall... | |
 | Great Britain - 1804 - 540 psl.
...reign. Beneath thofe nigged elms, the yew-tree's (hade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet Леер. The breciy call of mcenfe-breathing morn, Thefwallow twitt'ring from the llraw- built flied,... | |
 | Ossian - 1805 - 648 psl.
...grave, to bid the slumberer awake ?] The same imitation continued. The breezy call of incense breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built...shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall гошс them from their lowly bed. Grey , when the Fragments were communicated to him in MS. was unconscious... | |
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For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. 
