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" Nor, cruel earl! can I enjoy The humble charms of solitude; Your minions proud my peace destroy, By sullen frowns, or pratings rude. "Last night, as sad I chanced to stray, The village death-bell smote my ear; They winked aside, and seemed to say, ' Countess,... "
The journey-book of England. Berkshire (Derbyshire, Hampshire, Kent). - Page 127
by England - 1840
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Cyclopędia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volume 2

Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1844 - 738 pages
...death-bell smote my ear ; They winked aside, and seemed to say, " Countess, prepare — thy end is en before, What thing upon hie back had got Did wonder more and more. Awa ; Тч'о one to soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. My spirits flag, my hopes decay...
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An Historical and Descriptive Account of Cumnor Place, Berks, with ...

Alfred Durling Bartlett - 1850 - 172 pages
...village death bell smote my ear ; " They wink'd aside, and seemed to say, " Countess, prepare, thy end is near ! " And now while happy peasants sleep, " Here...spirits flag— my hopes decay — " Still that dread death bell smites my ear,. " And many a boding seems to say, " Countess, prepare, thy end is near !"...
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The Literary Reader: For Academies and High Schools: Consisting of ...

Arethusa Hall - Readers - 1851 - 422 pages
...village death-bell smote my ear; They winked aside, and seemed to say, ' Countess, prepare — thy end is near!' " And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here...Still that dread death-bell smites my ear; And many a body seems to say, ' Countess, prepare — thy end is near.'" Thus sore and sad that lady grieved,...
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Pictures of Life in England and America: Prose and Poetry

Dean Dudley - England - 1851 - 268 pages
...them to decay ? Why didst thou win me to thy arms, Then leave me to mourn the live-long day ? Alas ! while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and...soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn.' Thus sore and sad that lady grieved, In Cumnor Hall, so lone and drear, And many a heart-felt si<;h...
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Kenilworth

Walter Scott - 1853 - 698 pages
...smote my ear; • '"'h?3r w'ulc'd aside, and seemed to say, ' Countess prepare, thy end is near 1' " And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely...decay — Still that dread death-bell smites my ear I And many a boding seems to say, ' Countess, prepare, thy end is near !' " VOL. I. Thus sore and sad...
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Waverley Novels, Volume 12

Walter Scott - 1853 - 532 pages
...village death-bell smote my ear ; They wink'd aside, and seem'd to say, ' Countess, prepare, thy end is near !' " And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here...I sit lonely and forlorn ; No one to soothe me as 1 weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag — my hopes decay — Still that dread death-bell...
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The book of celebrated poems

Book - 1854 - 496 pages
...village death-bell smote my ear; They wink'd aside, and seenvd to say, ' Countess, prepare — thy end is near.' " And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here...Still that dread death-bell smites my ear; And many a body seems to say, ' Countess, prepare — thy end is near.' " Thus sore and sad that lady grieved...
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The book of recitations [ed.] by C.W. Smith

Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857 - 338 pages
...seemed to say, ' Countess, prepare — thy end is near.' And now, when happy peasants sleep, Here sit I lonely and forlorn ; No one to soothe me as I weep,...flag, my hopes decay ; Still that dread death-bell strikes my ear ; And many a boding seems to say, 'Countess, prepare — thy end is near.'" Thus sore...
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Specimens with Memoirs of the Less-known British Poets, Volume 3

George Gilfillan - English poetry - 1860 - 360 pages
...smote my ear; They winked aside, and seemed to say, " Countess, prepare — thy end is near." 22 ' And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely...soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. 23 ' My spirits flag, my hopes decay ; Still that dread death-bell smites my ear; And many a body seems...
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Specimens with Memoirs of the Less-known British Poets, Volume 3

George Gilfillan - English poetry - 1860 - 362 pages
...sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn; No one to soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. 23 ' My spirits flag, my hopes decay; Still that dread death-bell smites my ear; And many a body seems to say, "Countess, prepare—thy end is near."' 24 Thus sore and sad that lady grieved In...
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