 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
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 pàgines
..." 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. " One morn I miss'd him on the custom' d hill, " Along the... | |
 | Thomas Branagan - 1812 - 370 pàgines
...stretch, ' And pore upon the brook that bubbles 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, orcross'd in hopeless love. • One morn I miss'd him on th' accustom'd hill, ' Along the... | |
 | 1814 - 310 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, " Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; " Now drooping, woful, wan, like... | |
 | William Scott - 1814 - 424 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, jVIutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1816 - 298 pàgines
...roots fo high, His liftlefs length at noon.tide would he ilretch, And pour upon the brook that bubbles by. Hard by yon wood, now fmiling, as in fcorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he woul<J rove : Now drooping woful, wan, like one forlorn, Or ciaz'd with care, or crofs'd in hopelefs... | |
 | William Scott - 1817 - 416 pàgines
...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 forlorn, Or craz'd with care or cross'd in hopeless love. One morn I miss'd him on th' accustoin'd hill, Along the heath,... | |
 | William Scott - 1819 - 366 pàgines
...he stretch) And pore upon the brook that babbles by. * Hard by yon wpod, 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 hopless love. One morn 1 miss'd him on th' accustom'd hill, Along the heath,... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 434 pàgines
...And pore upon the brook that babbles by. Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Mutt'ring bis 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 heath,... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 422 pàgines
...beach, 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... | |
 | Thomas Gray, William Mason - 1820 - 548 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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