...time-hallowed pile, Or upland fallows grey Reflect its last cool gleam. But when chill blustering winds, 01 driving rain, Forbid my willing feet, be mine the hut, That from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires ; And hears their...

...time-hallowed pile, Or upland fallows grey Reflect its last cool gleam. But when chill blustering winds, 01 driving rain, Forbid my willing feet, be mine the hut, That from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires ; And hears their...

...the very spirit of Thomson in the stanza of the ' Ode on Evening ' : — " But when chill blustering winds, or driving rain, Forbid my willing feet, be mine the hut That from the mountain's side Views wilds, and swelling floods." Seldom has finer ode on the death of a friend and a poet been...

...time hallowed pile, Or upland fallows gray Reflect its last cool gleam. " But when chill, blustering winds or driving rain Forbid my willing feet, be mine the hut That from the mountain's side, Views wilds and swelling floods, " And hamlets brown and dim discovered spires, And hears their...

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...time-hallowed pile, Or upland fallows grey Reflect its last cool gleam. But when chill blustering winds, 01 driving rain, Forbid my willing feet, be mine the hut, That from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires ; And hears their...

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...time-hallow'd pile 3° Or upland fallows grey Reflect its last cool gleam. But when chill blust'ring winds, or driving rain, Forbid my willing feet, be mine the hut That from the mountain's side 35 Views wilds, and swelling floods, 24. Who slept in buds the day, — I747. 29-32. Then let...

...time-hallow'd pile 3° Or upland fallows grey Reflect its last cool gleam. But when chill blust'ring winds, or driving rain, Forbid my willing feet, be mine the hut That from the mountain's side 35 Views wilds, and swelling floods, 24. Who slept in buds the day, — 1747. 29-32. Then let...

...some time-hallowed pile Or upland fallows gray Reflect its last cool gleam. But when chill blustering winds, or driving rain, Forbid my willing feet, be mine the hut, That from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires ; And hears their...