 | 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 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 - 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... | |
 | 1821 - 270 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 : N ow drooping, woful wan, like... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 284 pàgines
...beech, That wreaths 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 one... | |
 | Marie-Joseph Chénier - 1824 - 460 pàgines
...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, v Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove; « Now drooping , woeful-wan ,... | |
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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. 
