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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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The Book of Georgian Verse

William Stanley Braithwaite - English poetry - 1909 - 1334 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 I sit lonely and forlorn ; No one to sooth me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. /; ' My spirits flag, my hopes decay, Still that...
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The World's Great Masterpieces: History, Biography, Science ..., Volume 21

Harry Thurston Peck, Frank R. Stockton, Julian Hawthorne - Anthologies - 1901 - 446 pages
...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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