...toil, And draws his household round their evening fire. And tells the oft-told tales that never tire : Or, where the town's blue turrets dimly rise, And...leaves the labouring loom, The air-pent hold, the pe-tilential room, And rushes out, impatient lo begin The stated course of customary sin : Now, now,...

...toil, And draws his household round their evening fire, And tells the oft-told tales that never tire : Or, where the town's blue turrets dimly rise, And...taints the ambient skies, The pale mechanic leaves the lahoniing loom, The air-pent hold, the pestilential room, And rushes out, impatient lo begiu The stated...

...toil, And draws his household round their evening fire, And tells the oft-told tales that never tire : Or, where the town's blue turrets dimly rise, And...cliffs, that boldly rise above the plain, Bespeak, blest Clifton ! thy sublime domain. Here, lonely wandering o'er the sylvan bower, I come, to pass the...

...round their evening fire, And tells the oft-told tales that never tire : Or, where the town's-blue turrets dimly rise, And manufacture taints the ambient...cliffs, that boldly rise above the plain, Bespeak, blest Clifton ! thy sublime domain. Here lonely wandering o'er the sylvan bower, I come to pass the...

...toil, And draws his household round their evening fire, And tells the oft-told tales that never tire : Or where the town's blue turrets dimly rise, And manufacture...impatient to begin The stated course of customary sin : EW! Now, now my solitary way I bend Where solemn groves in awfol state impend, And cliffs, that boldly...

...toil, And draws his household round their evening fire, And tells the oft-told tales that never tire : Or where the town's blue turrets dimly rise, And manufacture...impatient to begin The stated course of customary sin : 12 Now, now my solitary way I bend Where solemn groves in awful state impend, And cliffs, that boldly...

...toil, And draws his household round their evening fire, And tells the oft-told tales that never tire : Or where the town's blue turrets dimly rise, And manufacture...pestilential room, And rushes out, impatient to begin Tbe stated course of customary sin : Now, now my solitary way I bend Where solemn groves in awful state...

...toil, And draws his household round their evening fire, And tells the oft-told tales that never tire : Or where the town's blue turrets dimly rise, And manufacture...cliffs, that boldly rise above the plain, Bespeak, blest Clifton ! thy sublime domain. Here lonely wandering o'er the sylvan bower, I come to pass the...

...has been immortalised by the pen of the much lamented Henry Kirke White. "Now, now ray solitary walk I bend, " Where solemn groves, in awful state impend;...cliffs, that boldly rise above the plain, " Bespeak, blest Clifton, thy sublime domain." Clifton Grove lies about three miles from Nottingham. The road...

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