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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. |
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| Gumley
Church at sunrise viewed across part of the original Gumley Hall estate |
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Now fades the
glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds; |
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The tower of St
Peter's, Church Langton as the sun sets on 1 January 2005 |
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yonder ivy-mantled tow'r The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wand'ring near her secret bow'r, Molest her ancient solitary reign. |
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Kings Norton church viewed from Gaulby early on an August summer morning |
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Beneath those rugged
elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep. |
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| Ashby Folville
Church Summer 2006 |
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incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. |
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| Leicester Cathedral precinct at dusk - Christmas 2005 |
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What
passing-bells for these who die as cattle? Only the monstrous anger of the guns. Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle Can patter out their hasty orisons. No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells; Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,- The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells; And bugles calling for them from sad shires. |
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| `Anthem
for Doomed Youth' was written by Wilfred Owen in 1917
`Elegy written in a Country Churchyard' was written by Thomas Gray in 1751 |
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