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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. "
Pieces selected from the Italian poets, by A. Isola, and tr. into Engl ... - Страница 16
по Agostino Isola - 1784 - 115 страници
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A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley].

Collection - 1758 - 394 страници
...nodding beech ' That wreathes its old fantaftick 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 fcora, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove ; ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn,...

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

Thomas Warton - 1759 - 168 страници
...nodding beech ' That wreathes its old 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 fcorn, ' Mutt'i ing MS wayward fancies he would rove, ' 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...

A Collection of Poems: In Six Volumes, Том 4

1765 - 414 страници
...away * To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. * There at the foot of yonder nodding beech * That rears its old fantaftic roots fo high, * His liftlefs length...ftretch, * And pore upon the brook that babbles by. Hard ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; * Now...

The Beauties of English Poesy, Том 1

Oliver Goldsmith - 1767 - 294 страници
...away, To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wriths its old fantaftic roots fo high, His liftlefs length...ftretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. Hrud by yon wood, now fmiling, as in fcorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he wou'd rove ; Now Now...

Poems by Mr. Gray

Thomas Gray - 1768 - 200 страници
...dawn «' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away, " To meet the Sun upon the upland lawn. 26. • *' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech " That wreathes...And pore upon the brook that babbles by. «< Hard \ •7« " S*pe iftam affuetus prope fylvam errare, fuperbum •» 11 Ridens nefcio quid; nunc multa...

A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes, Том 4

Robert Dodsley - 1770 - 402 страници
...lines their artlefs tale relate ; , If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred Spirit mall inquire thy fate, Haply fome hoary-headed fwain may...ftretch, • And pore upon the brook that babbles by. A 3 < Hard * Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove...

Elegia inglese ... sopra un cimitero di campagna, trasportata in verso ital ...

Thomas Gray - 1772 - 60 страници
...There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fohigh, His liillefs length at noontide Would he ftretch, And pore upon...by yon wood now fmiling as in fcorn , Mutt'ring his w ay ward fancies he would rove > Now drooping, woeful wan , like one forlorn , Or craz'd vvith care...

The Moral Miscellany: Or, a Collection of Select Pieces, in Prose and Verse ...

1773 - 394 страници
...fun upon the upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantallic roots fo high, His liftlefs length at noon-tide would...babbles by. Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, Muu'ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd...

The Monthly Review, Or, Literary Journal, Том 52

Ralph Griffiths, G. E. Griffiths - 1775 - 664 страници
...yonder nodding beach, That wreathes its old fantadic roots fo high, His lilHels length at noon tide would he ftretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove. Ivlr. Gray had great excellence in'Latin poetry, as a...




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