 | Alan D. Chalmers - 1995 - 188 Seiten
...prospect of his own impending death: The Curfew tolls the Knell of parting Day, The lowing Herd wind slowly o'er the Lea, The Plow-man homeward plods his weary Way, And leaves the World to Darkness, and to me.16 The quiet rural world of the elegy "dies" with him, is obscured... | |
 | Philip Hobsbaum - 1996 - 220 Seiten
...day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering...droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds. This verse-pattern is far better suited to the topic of Gray's 'Elegy' — untimely death and... | |
 | Robert Andrews - 1997 - 666 Seiten
...Epistulae ad Lucilium, epistle 70, set. 1 1 . The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering...droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds. THOMAS GRAY, (1716-1771) British poet. "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard," st. 1-2 (1751).... | |
 | Bill Myers - 1997 - 340 Seiten
...seventy. She let up some, but not much. The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Momma sat in the front pew, keeping her eyes fixed on the Reverend... | |
 | Connie Robertson - 1998 - 686 Seiten
...day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves pulse of the machine; A being breathing thoughtful...planned, To warn, to comfort, and command. 12820 folds. 4291 Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard Let not ambitlon mock their useful toil, Their homely... | |
 | Walter Nash - 1998 - 280 Seiten
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 | Walter Nash - 1998 - 276 Seiten
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 | William Harmon - 1998 - 386 Seiten
...Country Churchyard" employs the form: The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Hexameter: Poetic line of six feet, as in the last lines of the stanzas... | |
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The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness... 
