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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. "
Critical Essays on Some of the Poems of Several English Poets - Страница 192
по John Scott, John Hoole - 1785 - 386 страници
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The Union: Or Select Scots and English Poems

Thomas Warton - 1753 - 164 страници
...the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away, ' To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech ' That wreathes...by. • Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove, ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, 1 Or craz'd...

The Union: Or Select Scots and English Poems..

Thomas Warton - 1753 - 168 страници
...peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away, ' To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. • There at the foot of yonder nodding beech ' That wreathes...fo high, * His liftlefs length at noontide would he flretch, 4 And pore upon the brook that babbles by. * Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, '...

The Union: Or Select Scots and English Poems..

Thomas Warton - 1753 - 164 страници
...dews away, ' To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech r * That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noontide wou'd he ftretch, ' And pore upon the 'brook that babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in...

A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley].

Collection - 1755 - 378 страници
...the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away ' To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech ' That wreathes...roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noon-tide wou'd he ftretch, * And pore upon the brook that babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in...

A Collection of Poems ...

Robert Dodsley - 1758 - 384 страници
...the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away ' To meet the fun upon the upland land. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech ' That wreathes its old fantaftick roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noon-tide wou'd he ftretch, ' And pore upon the...

A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley].

Collection - 1758 - 394 страници
...peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away • To meet the fun upon the upland land. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech ' That wreathes its old fantaftick roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noon-tide wou'd he ftretch, ' And pore upon the...

The Union: Or, Select Scots and English Poems, Том 1

Thomas Warton - 1759 - 168 страници
...him at the peep of dawn ' Bruflung with hafty dews away, ' To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech ' That wreathes...fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noontide woii'd he ftretch, ' And pore upon the brook that babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in...

The Art of Poetry on a New Plan: Illustrated with a Great Variety of ...

John Newbery - 1762 - 292 страници
...the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away, < To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech < That wreathes...babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would tove, ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, ' Or craz'd...

Poems

Robert Lloyd - 1762 - 308 страници
...properabat faepius ortum, Summaque tendebat per juga laetus iter. Sa,pe " There at the foot of younder nodding beech " That wreathes its old fantaftic roots...babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, " Mutt' ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove ; " Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, " Or...

Poems

Robert Lloyd - 1762 - 312 страници
...properabat faepius ortum, Summaque tendebat per juga laetus her. Saepe " There at the foot of younder nodding beech " That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, " His liftlefs length at noon- tide would he ftretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by. tc 41 Hard by yon wood, now...




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