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Squire Adam had two wives, they say, Two wives had he, for his delight, He kissed and clypt them all the day And clypt and kissed them all the night. Now Eve like ocean foam was white And Lilith roses dipped in wine, But though they were a goodly sight No lady is so fair as mine. To Venus some folk tribute pay And Queen of Beauty she is hight, And Sainte Marie the world doth sway In cerule napery bedight. My wonderment these twain invite, Their comeliness it is divine, And yet I say in their despite, No lady is so fair as mine. Dame Helen caused a grievous fray, For love of her brave men did fight, The eyes of her made sages fey And put their hearts in woeful plight. To her no rhymes will I indite, For her no garlands will I twine Though she be made of flowers and light No lady is so fair as mine. Thomas Gray (1716-1771) Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly oer the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. ?Now fades the glimmring landscape on the sight, ?And all the air a solemn stillness holds, 7Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, ?8?And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds; 9Save that from yonder ivy-mantled towr 10The moping owl does to the moon complain 11Of such, as wandring near her secret bowr, 12?Molest her ancient solitary reign. 13Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-trees shade, 14?Where heaves the turf in many a mouldring heap, 15Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, 16?The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. ?17The breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, 18The swallow twittring from the straw-built shed, ?19The cocks shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, ?20No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. ?21For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, 22?Or busy housewife ply her evening care: 23No children run to lisp their sires return, 24Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. 25Oft did the h