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...Beneath those ruggled elms, that 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. . . . Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur...

...philosopher, auhor The living are the dead on holiday. Maurice de Maeterlinck (1862-1949) Belgian author Each in his narrow cell for ever laid. The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. Thomas Gray (1716-1771) English poet The graveyards are full of people the world could not do...

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...Beneath those rugged elms, that 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...

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...set. 6, St. 1, Maud, and Other Poems (1855). Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. THOMAS GRAY, (1716-1771) British poet. "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard," St. 4 (1 751...