07 soothe him | 7 whose | pleasures, | 7 like | thine 7 pass a way: 7 | Full 7 quickly they | pass: 77 but they never return. 7 I 1 Now 7 gliding remote, 7 | 7 on the verge of the | sky, 7] 7 The | moon half ex | tinguished, | 7 her | crescent displays; 7 | 7 But lately I | marked 7 | 7 when ma | jestic on | high; 7 | 7 She | shone, 7|7 and the | planets were | lost in the blaze. 7 | Roll 7 | on thou fair | orb, 7 | 7 and with | gladness pur | sue 7 | 7 The path 7 7 that conducts thee to | splendor again; 7 | 7 But man's faded | glory, | 7 what | change shall renew? 7 | Ah 7 | fool! 7 | 7 to ex | ult in a | glory so | vain! 7 7 Tis | night, 7 | 7 and the | landscape is | lovely no [ more; 7 ] 7 I mourn, 7 | 7 but ye | woodlands I❘ mourn not for you; 7 | 7 For morn is approaching, | 7 your charms to restore, 7 | 7 Per | fum'd with fresh | fragrance, | 7 and | glittering with dew. 7 | 7 Nor❘ yet 77 for the ravage of winter I mourn; 7 | Kind 7 nature 7 the embryo | blossom will | | save; 7 | 7 But when shall | spring 7 | visit the mouldering | urn! 7 | O when shall it | dawn 7 | 7 on the | night of the | 7 It was thus, 7 | 7 by the glare of false | science betray'd, 7 | 7 That | leads to be | wilder; | 7 and | dazzles to | blind: 7 | My thoughts wont to | roam, 7 | 7 from | shade 7 | onward to shade, 7| | 7 Destruction be | fore me, | 7 and | sorrow be | hind. 7 | Oh 7 | pity, | great 7 | Father of | light, 7 | 7 then I | cried, 7 | | Thy 7 | creature, | 7 who | fain would not | wander from thee; 7 Lo! 7 humble in | dust, 7 | 7 I re | linquish my | pride: 7 | 7 From | doubt and from | darkness, | thou 7 | only canst free 7 | │ 7 And | darkness and | doubt 7 | 7 are now | flying away, 7 | No longer I roam in de | jection for | lorn, 7 | | No 7 breaks on the traveller, | | faint and | stray, 7 | a | 7 The bright and the balmy ef| fulgence of| morn. 7 | | See 7 ❘ truth, love and | mercy | 7 in | triumph de | scending, 7 And | Nature | all 7 | glowing in ¦ Eden's first | bloom! 7 On the cold cheek of | death, 7 | smiles and | roses are | blending, 7 And | beauty im | mortal | 7 a | wakes from the | tomb. 7 | | | GRAY'S ELEGY IN A COUNTRY CHURCH YARD. [Reprinted according to the original Copy.] 7 The curfew | tolls, 7 7 the | knell of | parting | day, ? | 7 The | lowing | herd 7 | wind 7 | slowly | 7 o'er the | lea; 7 | | 7 The | ploughman | homeward | plods his | weary | way, 7 | 7 And | leaves the | world 7 | 7 to | darkness 7 and to me. 7| | | 7 Now | fades the | glimmering | landscape | 7 on the | sight, 7 | | 7 And | all the | air 7 | 7 a | solemn | stillness | holds 7 | Save 77 where the beetle | wheels his | droning flight 7 | 7 And drowsy | tinklings | lull the distant | folds. 7 | | | Save that | 7 from | yonder | ivy- | mantled | tower | 7 The moping | owl 7 | does to the moon com plain 7 | 7 Of such as wandering | near her secret | bow er | 7 Molest her ancient | | solitary | reign; 7 | * Be | neath 7 | those 7 | rugged | elms 7 | that 7 | yew-tree's | shade 7 | 7 Where | heaves the turf in | many a | mouldering | heap 7 | Each in his narrow | cell 7 | 7 for | ever | laid 7 | 7 The rude 7 fore 7 | fathers of the hamlet | sleep. 7│I 7 The breezy | call of | incense | breathing | morn The swallow | twittering | 7 from the | straw-built | shed, 7 | The cock's shrill | clarion, | 7 or the | echoing horn 7 No more shall | rouse them [7 from their | lowly | bed. 7 | For them 7 | no 7 hearth shall burn 7 | more 77 the | blazing | Nor busy housewife | ply her | evening | care, 7 | | No 7 | children | run 7 | 7 to | lisp their | sire's return 7 | | 7 Or | climb his | knees, 7 | 7 the | envy'd | kiss to share. 71 1 Oft did the harvest | 7 to their | sickle | yield 7 | | 7 Their furrow | oft 7|7 the | stubborn | glebe 7 1 | 7 has | broke 7 | How 7 jocund | 7 did they | drive their | team a | field; 7 | | How 7 bow'd the | woods 77 be | neath | 7 their sturdy stroke. 7| | | Let not Am | bition | | mock their | useful | toil 7 | 7 Their | homely | joys 7 | 7 and | destiny ob | scure, 7 Nor | Grandeur | hear 7 | 7 with a dis | dainful | smile 7 | 7 The short and | simple | annals | 7 of the poor. 7 | | 1 7 The boast of | heraldry, | 7 the | pomp of | power, f 7 And | all that | beauty, | | all that | wealth, 7 | e'er 7 | gave, 7 | 7 A | wait, a | like, 7 | 7 the in | evitable [ hour; 7 | | 7 The | paths of | glory | | lead 7 | but to the | grave. 71 impute 7 Nor you, 77 ye | Proud! 77 im | pute to | these the fault, 7 | 7 If | memory | 7 o'er their | tomb 7 | no 7 | trophies | raise; 7|| Where thro' the | long-drawn | aisle 7 | 7 and | fretted | vault, 7 | 7 The pealing | anthem | swells the note of praise. 7 | | | 7 Can | storied | urn, 7 | 7 or | animated | bust 7 | Back to its mansion, | | call the | fleeted | breath? |