...scutcheons of renown, In the deep dungeon of some Gothic dome, Where night and desolation ever frown. Mine be the breezy hill that skirts the down, Where...turf is all I crave, With here and there a violet bestrovvn, Fast by a brook, or fountain's murmuring wave ; And many an evening sun shine sweetly on...

...'scutcheons of renown, In the deep dungeon of some Gothic dome, Where night and desolation ever frown. Mine be the breezy hill that skirts the down, Where...turf is all I crave, With here and there a violet bestrewn, Fast by a brook, or fountain's murmuring wave, And many an evening sun shine sweetly on my...

...that skirts the down, Where a green grassy turf is all I crave, With here and there a violet bestrewn, Fast by a brook, or fountain's murmuring wave ; And many an evening sun shine sweetly on my grave f." * It is curious to compare this stanza with the second of Gray's Elegy in a Country Churchyard,...

...enterprise, can bring, If envy, scorn, remorse, or pride the bosom wring ! Mine be the breezy bill that skirts the down ; Where a green grassy turf is all I crave, With bere and there a violet bestrewn, Fast by a brook, or fountain's murmuring wave ; And many an evening...

...XVIII. '- Twas such a sense gave a kind relief To memory, in sweetly pensive urief." P'irgil's Tome. ; ' Mine be the breezy hill, that skirts the down. Where...turf is all I crave, With here and there a violet bestrew ^, And many an evening sun shine sweetly on my grave.,' T/te Minttrtl. REPOSE had so much restored...

...night and desolation ever 'frown : > • ' ,: y "J Mine be the breezy hill that skirts the down, ^Vhere a green grassy, turf is all I crave, . "With here and there "a violet bestrewn ; Fast by a brook or fountain's murmuring wax-e, ' ' ' i And many an everting sun shine sweetly...

...scutcheons of rein the deep dungeon of some gothic dome, Where night and desolation ever frown. Mine by the breezy hill that skirts the down ; Where a green grassy turf is all I crave, With hei-e and there a violet bestrown, Fast by a brook, or fountain's murmuring wave ; And many an evening...

...lake below, and the fresh winds playing over my grave. I would sing with the Northern Jlinstrel, ' Mine be the breezy hill that skirts the down, Where...a violet bestrown. Fast by a brook, or fountain's bubbling wave : And many an evening sun thine sweetly on my grave.' I was quite carried away by his...

...scutcheons of renown, In the deep dungeon of some gothic tomb, Where nicht and desolation ever frown ; Mine be the breezy hill, that skirts the down, Where a green grassy turf is alt I crave, With here and there a violet bestrown, Fast by a brook or fountain's murmuiing wave, And...

...scutcheons of renown, In the deep dungeon of some Gothic dome, Where night and desolation ever frown ; Mine be the breezy hill that skirts the down, Where...a brook or fountain's murmuring wave, And many an ev'ning sun shine sweetly on my grave, (m) And these are cogitations for the church-yard walks. Pale...