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...of nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonor'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate,...the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so hign, His listless...

...Nature cries, l •- n in our ashes live their wonted lires. For thee, who, mindful of the'uohonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate...may say, »Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn и u ¡Kir \\Hli hasty steps the de« sa\*;ij. 'In meet Ihc Mill u|Hi||thc upland Mais l'avare Océan...

...pious drops4 the closing eye requires; Even from the tomb the voice of nature cries, Even in our ashes6 live their wonted fires. For thee, who,* mindful of...contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, (1) Yet men, &c. — The direct train of thought, which has been long interrupted, is here resumed,...

...pious drops the closing eye requires : Even from the tomb the voice of nature cries ; Even in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of...the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old, fantastic roots so high, His listless...

...of nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate...the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless...

...fires.2 For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonor'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate j If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred...the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn : "There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless...

...of Nature cries, E'en in our Ashes live their wonted Fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate;...the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. 'There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless...

...shift in person, which creates an alter ego through which the poet can begin to talk about himself: For thee who, mindful of the unhonoured dead, Dost...inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, . . . (93-97) If the lonely poem now becomes crowded with "spurious" egos — what Kristeva calls "seeming...

...the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee who, mindful of th' unhonoured dead, Dost in these lines their artless...the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. 100 "There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless...