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Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, A — Thomas Gray

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.

Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard, st. 2

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Animals and Nature Night and Moon Seasons (Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter)
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