 There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.  Poems by Mr. Gray - Pàgina 118per Thomas Gray - 1770 - 120 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 542 pàgines
...That wreathes its old fantaftic routs fo high, « His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by. «• Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcom, " Mutt' ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove ; " Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 512 pàgines
...pore upon the brook that bubbles by. ''' Harc\ by yon wood, now fmilinj as in fcorn, " ÏVIuttéring his wayward fancies he would rove, " Now drooping woeful wan, like one forlorn, " Or craz'd with care, or crofe'd in hopelefs love. " One morn I niifs'd him oh the cuftom'd hill, " Along the... | |
 | 1800 - 322 pàgines
...That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, " His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, " And pore upon the .brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, " Mutt'ringhiswaywardfancies, he wouldrove; " Now drooping, woeful wan, like one... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 512 pàgines
...upon the brook that bubbles by. ',' НтаГ(3 Ъ7 >'on 'voo<3' Enw íbüi'ng as in fcorn, iMuttermg his wayward fancies he would rove Now drooping woeful wan, like one foriorn Or craz'd with care, or crou'd in hope'eli lúve. (" One morn I mifs'd Цп; on the cuftom'd... | |
 | Great Britain - 1804 - 540 pàgines
...Th.« wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, " His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by...fmiling as in fcorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove ; " Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, " Or crai'd with care, or crofs'd in hopelefs... | |
 | Great Britain - 1804 - 508 pàgines
..." Aüd pore upon the brook that bubbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now fniiling asm fcorn, " Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, " Now drooping woeful wan, like one forlorn, " Or craz'd with care, or crofs'd in hopclef* love. " One morn 1 rnUVdhimon the cuftom'd hill, " Along the he-th... | |
 | Mary Anne Neri - 1804 - 310 pàgines
...hcstrctchi And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woeful wan, like one forlorn,. Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love." GHAY-. Viola entered the saloon, all her acquired fortitude... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - 416 pàgines
...stretch. And pore upon the hrook that hahhles hy. " Hard hy yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mntt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove, Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn I raiss'd him on th' accostom'd hill, Along the... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 pàgines
...And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. Hard by yon wood , now smiling , as in scorn, Mutt'ringh is wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping , woeful wan , like one forlorn , Or craz'd with care , or cross'd in hopeless love. ' One morn I miss'd him on th' accustom'd hill, ' Along the... | |
 | Robert Blair - 1804 - 132 pàgines
...That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, 'His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, 'And pore upon the brook that babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now smiling as In scorn, 'Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove; 4 Now drooping, woeful wan ! like... | |
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