urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.LinesWrittenatBurnham.English.1716_lobt:	edition	
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.LinesWrittenatBurnham.English.1716_lobt:1	eceptext	
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.LinesWrittenatBurnham.English.1716_lobt:1.1	head	[Lines Written at Burnham]
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.LinesWrittenatBurnham.English.1716_lobt:1.2	lg	
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.LinesWrittenatBurnham.English.1716_lobt:1.2.1	l	And, as they bow their hoary tops, relate
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.LinesWrittenatBurnham.English.1716_lobt:1.2.2	l	In murmuring sounds the dark decrees of fate;
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.LinesWrittenatBurnham.English.1716_lobt:1.2.3	l	While visions, as poetic eyes avow,
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.LinesWrittenatBurnham.English.1716_lobt:1.2.4	l	Cling to each leaf and swarm on every bough: