 | Bill Myers - 1997 - 340 страница
...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... | |
 | William Harmon - 1998 - 386 страница
...Written in a Country Churchyard 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. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a... | |
 | Amal Asfour, Dr Paul Williamson, Paul Williamson - 1999 - 360 страница
...that painted by Gainsborough: 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. 82 The strong presence of the sensitive, subjective observer is, of... | |
 | Stephanie Sandler - 1999 - 388 страница
...Written in a Country Church Yard. 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. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, 5 And all the air... | |
 | William Blake - 2000 - 132 страница
...COUNTRY CHURCH-YARD TPHE Curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind Ilowly o'er ihe lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And...world to darknefs, and to me. Now fades the glimmering landfcapeen the fight, And all the air a folemn ftillnefs holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning... | |
 | Sarah Pratt - 2000 - 328 страница
...statement about perception. 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. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a... | |
 | Kent Gramm - 2001 - 350 страница
...Written in a Country Church- Yard 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. Now fades the glimmering Landscape on the Sight, And all the Air... | |
 | Bob Garfield - 2003 - 226 страница
...it can be the stuff of magic. 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. That's the first stanza of Thomas Gray's "Elegy Written in a Country... | |
 | James W. Finegan - 2003 - 312 страница
...idyllic scene again and again: 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. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a... | |
 | John Reid - 2005 - 153 страница
...Country Churchyard by Thomas Gray 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. Him have we seen the greenwood side along, When o'er the heath we... | |
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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. 
