 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 472 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.' '' ' Saucius at quadrupes nota intra tecta refugit Saccessitque gemens stabulis ; questnque cruentus... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 470 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.1 8 ' Sancins at quadrnpes nota intra tecta refugit Successitque gemens stabulis ; questuque cruentus... | |
 | Thomas Gray, William Mason - 1827 - 468 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...babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, M utt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 pàgines
...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...babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, ' Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove, ' Now drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, * Or craz'd... | |
 | William Enfield - 1827 - 412 pàgines
...the foot of yonder nodding beech, " That wreathes it's old fantastic roots so high, " His listless length at noontide would he 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... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 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 crazed with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. 'One... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 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...that babbles by, "Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scom, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlom, Or crazed... | |
 | Anne Plumptre - 1996 - 388 pàgines
...There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech That writhes its old fantastic root so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 23 Only that here it was beneath an oak, not a beech, that the moraliser was extended. His head rested... | |
 | George Hughes - 1997 - 274 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" (Gray 136: lines 101-4). In "Tintern Abbey" the "waters, rolling from their mountain-springs/ With... | |
 | William Harmon - 1998 - 386 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...babbles by. "Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutfring his wayward fancies he would rove, Now dropping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with... | |
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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. 
