 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
 | Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 pàgines
...That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, " His listless length at noontide would he stretchi " 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 ; " Now drooping, woeful-wan, like... | |
 | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 pàgines
...he stretch, AMI! pore upon the brook that habbles by. *' Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'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 ruiss'd him on th' accustom'd hill, Along the heath... | |
 | 1806 - 330 pàgines
...stretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 146 " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; " Now...drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, " Or craz'd with care, orcross'd in hopeless love. " One morn I miss'd him on th' accustom'd hill, " Along the... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 pàgines
...pi«n di faville, Pttrtrch, Son. 160. •• Hard by jon wood, DOW smiling as in scorn, ** Mutt' 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 miss'd him on the custom'd hill, ** Along the... | |
 | 1806 - 408 pàgines
...wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, ' His listless length at noon-tide would lie 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 ; ' Now drooping, woeful-wan, like... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1807 - 728 pàgines
...That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, ' His listless length at noontide 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 ; ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like... | |
 | William Enfield - 1808 - 434 pàgines
...,,. .-: ' '-n .' iv :• - i'.-V. -.-.. ". , ' Hard by },on wood, now smiling, as In scorn, ° - ' ' Mutt,ring his wayward fancies he would rove, ' Now...drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, ' Or craz,d wkUSkre, or cross'd in hopeless loTC.' -"/'- * .•,' ji ' ::- t . ,;, * 'TT - • I-.'* .•. ( One... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 308 pàgines
...song, . ' With wistful eyes pursue the setting sun.* ' Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would ' rove ; '...drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, ' Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. * This stanza bas always been excluded from the Elegy: its... | |
 | Thomas Janes - 1810 - 336 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; " Now drooping, woeful wan, like... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 682 pàgines
...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. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one... | |
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