 | William Scott - 1817 - 416 pàgines
...There at the foot of yonder nodding beach, That wreathes its old fantastic rosts so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch ; And pore upon...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... | |
 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 276 pàgines
...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. " Hard by you wood, now smiling as in scorn. Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now droopmg, woful,... | |
 | Thomas Gray, William Mason - 1820 - 548 pàgines
...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...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... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 422 pàgines
...There at the foot of yonder nodding beach, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high. His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon...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... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 434 pàgines
...beach, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretcfc, 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,... | |
 | William Scott - 1819 - 366 pàgines
...There at the foot of yonder nodding beecli, 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 wpod, now smiling, as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 398 pàgines
...There at the f^ot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots »o high. His listless length at noontide would he stretch ; And pore upon the brook that babbles by. Hp.nl by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Mutt' ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Kow drooping,... | |
 | 1821 - 270 pàgines
...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...scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove : N ow drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. One... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1821 - 196 pàgines
...labour done, Oft as the woodlark pip'd her farewell 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 ; Now drooping, woeful-wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1821 - 192 pàgines
...labour done, Oft as the woodlark pip'd her farewell 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; Now drooping, woeful-wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One... | |
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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. 
