The Life and Works of Dante Allighieri: Being an Introduction to the Study of the "Divina Commedia"

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Longmans, Green, and Company, 1899 - 352 pages
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Page 314 - 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...

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