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‘Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree’s shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould’ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.’ ~Thomas Gray, Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard, 1751. #BookWormSat 🪦⚰️⛪️ 🖼️ B Haughton