"ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCH-YARD" The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd

winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. 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: Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tower The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share, Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke; How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th' inevitable hour:The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye Proud, impute to these the fault If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death?

Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands, that the rod of empire might have sway'd, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre: But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll; Chill Penury repress'd their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul. Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village-Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes, Their lot forbad: nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined; Forbad to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenour of their way. Yet e'en these bones from insult to protect Some frail memorial still erected nigh, With uncouth rhymes and shapeless sculpture deck'd, Implores the passing tribute of a sigh. Their name, their years, spelt by th' unletter'd Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing lingering look behind?

To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. have begun writing the poem in 1742. and the poem has characteristics associated with both literary periods. Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away. On the one hand. And pore upon the brook that babbles by. Lines 5-8: The second stanza sustains the somber tone of the first: the speaker is not mournful. Note that at no point in these three opening stanzas does Gray directly refer to death or a funeral. the speaker observes the signs of a country day drawing to a close: a curfew bell ringing. a herd of cattle moving across the pasture. Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth. Along the heath. Gray did not produce a great deal of poetry. shortly after the death of his close friend Richard West. Gray may. in this context. and his soul sincere. By Thomas Gray (1716-71). has earned him a respected and deserved place in literary history. The poem was written at the end of the Augustan Age and at the beginning of the Romantic period.' The Epitaph Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown. then. woeful wan. but pensive. is suggestive of grief. then. but of common men. by lonely contemplation led. Nor up the lawn. Dost in these lines their artless tale relate. The speaker of this poem sees a country churchyard at sunset. now smiling as in scorn. He gained from Heaven ('twas all he wish'd) a friend. as he describes the peaceful landscape that surrounds him. Summary Thomas Gray's "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard" was first published in 1751. Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove. the "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard. or cross'd in hopeless love. Another came. The poem invokes the classical idea of memento mori. E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries. 'One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill. This thought leads him to praise the dead for the honest. "Remember that you must die. Gray's "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard" is noteworthy in that it mourns the death not of great or famous people. he indirectly creates a . nor yet beside the rill. Even the air is characterized as having a "solemn stillness. it has the ordered." Lines 9-12: The sound of an owl hooting intrudes upon the evening quiet. E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard Summary Lines 1-4: In the first stanza. it idealizes and elevates the common man." but "to express sorrow. Some pious drops the closing eye requires. Or draw his frailties from their dread abode (There they alike in trembling hope repose). The bosom of his Father and his God. a tear. On the other hand. who. If chance. simple lives that they lived. He goes on to wonder if among the lowly people buried in the churchyard there had been any natural poets or politicians whose talent had simply never been discovered or nurtured. however.Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn. Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate. most importantly. An elegy is a poem which laments the dead. there is no difference between great and common people. No farther seek his merits to disclose. And Melacholy marked him for her own." The speaker considers the fact that in death. mindful of th' unhonour'd dead." however.On some fond breast the parting soul relies. like one forlorn. a Latin phrase which states plainly to all mankind. The first line of the poem sets a distinctly somber tone: the curfew bell does not simply ring. it tends toward the emotionalism and individualism of the Romantic poets. 'There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high. -Haply some hoary-headed swain may say. and near his favourite tree. it "knells"—a term usually applied to bells rung at a death or funeral. Large was his bounty. and a farm laborer returning home. From the start. rather. balanced phrasing and rational sentiments of Neoclassical poetry. His listless length at noontide would he stretch. The speaker is then left alone to contemplate the isolated rural scene. Or crazed with care. the word does not mean "to whine" or "grumble. which impels him to meditate on the nature of human mortality. Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to Misery all he had. nor at the wood was he. For thee." The owl's call. We are told that the owl "complains". Gray reminds us of human mortality. 'Hard by yon wood. Now drooping.

funereal atmosphere by describing just a few mournful sounds. Lines 29-32: The next four stanzas caution those who are wealthy and powerful not to look down on the poor. beauty. simple graves. it can suggest that there is something "fretful. or wealth. Lines 33-36: This stanza invokes the idea of memento mori (literally. In this context. Georgic verse was extremely popular in the eighteenth century. might have. or "annals.. Lines 21-24: The speaker then moves on to consider some of the other pleasures the dead will no longer enjoy: the happiness of home. Lines 45-48: The speaker then reconsiders the poor people buried in the churchyard. Lines 41-44: The speaker observes that nothing can bring the dead back to life. the "rude Forefathers" buried beneath the earth seem entirely at peace: we are told that they are laid in "cells. But by the same token. and children. We are presented with two potentially conflicting images of death. We would expect this sentence to read "Where the turf heaves"—not "where heaves the turf." written about them. Lines 37-40: The speaker also challenges the reader not to look down on the poor for having modest. The term "lowly beds" describes not only the unpretentious graves in which the forefathers are buried. Note. The georgic elements of the stanza almost demand that we characterize it as typical of the eighteenth century. Neither elaborate funeral monuments nor impressive honors can restore life. Lines 13-16: It is in the fourth stanza that the speaker directly draws our attention to the graves in the country churchyard. about the extravagant memorials of the wealthy. however. This association of man and nature is suggestive of a romantic attitude. the earth must necessarily be disrupted. but the humble conditions that they endured when they were alive.. Poetry that describes agriculture—as this one does—is called georgic. the syntax imitates the way in which the earth has been disrupted. » Complete Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard Summary . wife. the speaker reminds us that they will never again rise from their "beds" to hear the pleasurable sounds of country life that the living do. moreover. the speaker reasons." or troublesome. He wonders what great deeds they might have accomplished had they been given the opportunity: one of these poor farmers. Line 14 describes the heaps of earth surrounding the graves. of plowing the fields each day. on the other hand." a term which reminds us of the quiet of a monastery. Nor can flattery in some way be used to change the mind of death." Lines 17-20: If the "Forefathers" are sleeping. however. Lines 25-28: The dead will also no longer be able to enjoy the pleasures of work. The speaker reminds the reader that regardless of social position. and that all the advantages that the wealthy had in life are useless in the face of death. that the elaborate memorials that adorn the graves of the "Proud" are somehow excessive." Gray has inverted the word order. Note here Gray's use of personification in characterizing both "flattery" and "death"—as though death has a will or mind of its own. These lines warn the reader not to slight the "obscure" "destiny" of the poor—the fact that they will never be famous or have long histories. in order to dig a grave. the word "fretted" in line 39 has a double meaning: on the one hand. all must eventually die. but its tone looks forward to the Romantic period. that Gray closely identifies the farmers with the land that they work. Just as the earth has been disrupted. a reminder of mortality). He suggests. Note that the syntax of this line is slightly confusing. This stanza points to the way in which the "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard" contains elements of both Augustan and Romantic poetry. it can refer to the design on a cathedral ceiling. and that they "sleep.

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