And long and loud the bell’s slow chime is tol’d.
The redd’ning light gains fast upon the skies,
And far away the glist’ning vapours sail,
Down the rough steep th’ accustom’d hedger hies,
And the stream winds in brightness thro’ the Vale.
Elegy.
Written in Poets Corner, Westminster Abbey.
Now sinks the hum confus’d of busy care,
And solemn Eve begins her placid reign;