Thursday will reveal all.
Probably the Receivers....
The Curfew tolls the knell of parting Day,
The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea,
The plowman homeward plods his weary way,
And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
and the other 155 lines
Thomas Gray. 1716–1771
Elegy written in a Country Churchyard
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