 | William Scott - 1814 - 424 páginas
...steps, the dews away, Tp meet the sun upon the upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beach, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His...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 one forlorn,... | |
 | Thomas Gray, John Mitford - 1816 - 446 páginas
...147: " On airy uplands met the piercing gale.' Compare also Lucan, Phars. iii. 232. VOL. I. • B. ; There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...that babbles by. Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, 105 Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; VARIATIONS. Ver. 106. He twmW] Would he, Ms.... | |
 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 276 páginas
...their wonted fires. For thee who, mindful of the nnhonour'd dead, Dost in these lmes their artless taie relate, If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some...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,... | |
 | William Scott - 1817 - 416 páginas
...upon the upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beach, That wreathes its old fantastic rosts so high, His listless length at noontide would he...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... | |
 | Thomas Gray, William Mason - 1820 - 548 páginas
...relies, Some pious drops the closing eye requires ; Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who...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... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 422 páginas
...the dews away, • To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beach, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high. His...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... | |
 | William Scott - 1819 - 366 páginas
...v the dews aw$r, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beecli, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His...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 Shakespeare, Samuel Johnson, George Steevens - 1820 - 324 páginas
...broad arrow with the forked head " Misses," &c. Steevens. 7 • as fie lay along Under an oak, &c. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech "That wreathes...His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch,, . j " And pore upon the brook that babbles by." Gray's Ele'gy. S6 AS YOU LIKE IT. Much marked of the... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 358 páginas
...relies, Some pious drops the closing eye requires ; Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who,...noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove,... | |
 | 1821 - 282 páginas
...chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate. Haply, some hoary headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep...that babbles by. Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove : Now drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, Or... | |
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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. 
