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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.
Verses from Elegy Written In A Country Church-yard
by Thomas Gray
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Date/Time | 23-Nov-2008 16:12:48 |
Make | Nikon |
Model | NIKON D40X |
Flash Used | No |
Focal Length | 32 mm |
Exposure Time | 1/20 sec |
Aperture | f/7.1 |
ISO Equivalent | 800 |
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Metering Mode | matrix (5) |
JPEG Quality | |
Exposure Program | manual (1) |
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