 | Richard Green Parker - 1851 - 472 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, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful wan, like... | |
 | Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 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, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one... | |
 | Scottish school-book assoc - 1852 - 248 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... | |
 | Class-book - 1852 - 152 pàgines
...beech, That wreathes its old fantastic root 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... | |
 | 1853 - 560 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... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 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, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove, Sow drooping, woeful wan, like one... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 332 pàgines
...beech, That wreaths 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'rinjj liia wayward fancies, would he rove ; Now drooping, woml-wan, like... | |
 | George Croly - 1854 - 426 pàgines
...That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, If is 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... | |
 | 1854 - 456 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, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful-wan, like... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1854 - 440 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, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like... | |
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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. 
