...return no more. Farewell, ye blooming fields, ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the churchyard's lonely mound, Where Melancholy with still Silence reigns,...dewy on the labourer's eyes, The world and all its b'nsy follies leave, And talk with wisdom where my DAPHNIS lies. There let me sleep, forgotten, in...

...no more. Farewell, yc blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the churchyard's lonely mound, Where melancholy with still silence reigns,...o'er the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the shut of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes: The world and all its busy follies leave,...

...no more. Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the churchyard's lonely mound, Where melancholy with still silence reigns,...Daphnis lies. There let me sleep forgotten in the clay, When death shall shut these weary, aching eyes ; Rest in the hope of an eternal day, Till the...

...no more. 21 Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains! Enough for me the churchyard's lonely mound, Where Melancholy with still Silence reigns,...And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. 22 There let me wander at the shut of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes: The world and...

...flown. l''arewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the churchyard's lonely mound, Where melancholy with still silence reigns,...grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. There let me sleep forgotten in the clay, When death shall shut these weary aching eyes ; Host in the hopes of an...

...are flown. Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the churchyard's lonely mound, Where melancholy with still silence reigns,...grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. There let me sleep forgotten in the clay, When death shall shut these weary aching eyes ; Rest in the hopes of an...

...no more. ' Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the churchyard's lonely mound, Where melancholy with still silence reigns,...the cheerless ground. ' There let me wander at the shut of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer s eyes : The world and all its busy follies leave,...

...no more. ' Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the churchyard's lonely mound, Where melancholy with still silence reigns,...the cheerless ground. ' There let me wander at the shut of eve, When sleep sits de<wy on the labourer 'j eyes : The world and all its busy follies leave,...

...no more. ' Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the churehyard's lonely mound, Where melancholy with still silence reigns,...the cheerless ground. ' There let me wander at the shut of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer s eyes : The world and all its busy follies leave,...

...dark gate and bid the realms of light and life adieu. I hear the helpless wail, the shriek of woe; I see the muddy wave, the dreary shore, the sluggish...grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. There let me sleep forgotten in the clay, when death shall shut these weary aching eyes; rest in the hopes of an...