...reign: 4. Beneath these rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a moldering heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude...stroke I 8. Let not ambition mock their useful toil, GRAMMAR SCHOOL READER. 9. The boast of heraldry," the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that...

...heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. 5. The hreezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering...! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! 8. Let not ambition mock their useful toil, 9. The boast of heraldry," the pomp of power, And all...

...evening care ; No children run. to lisp their sire's return, Or climb hia knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield ; Their...How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke I Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely...

...Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their harrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did...! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke . Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor grandeur hear...

...reign. 4. Beneath these rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a moldering heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude...! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! 8. Let not ambition mock their useful toil, • 9. The boast of heraldry,' the pomp of power, And all...

...evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow...! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear...

...evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield ; Their...a-field! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! 16 Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys and destiny obscure, Nor Grandeur hear,...

...other landlord than the Lord of all the land, to whom I owe the most sincere gratitude." DICKINSON. " Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow...! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! " THOMAS GRAY. As the location of the church on Meeting-House Hill did not well accommodate nor please...

...rank, expressed a similar view more picturesquely in his "Elegy Written in a Country Church-yard": Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow...broke; How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil Their homely joys,...

...evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow...broke: How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely...