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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. "
The Moral Miscellany: Or, a Collection of Select Pieces, in Prose and Verse ... - Страница 346
1773 - 376 страници
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The Union: Or Select Scots and English Poems

Thomas Warton - 1753 - 164 страници
...upon the upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech ' That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noontide would...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 - 164 страници
...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 fcorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he wcu'd rove, ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, ' Or craz'd...

The Union: Or Select Scots and English Poems..

Thomas Warton - 1753 - 168 страници
...That wreathes its old fantaftic roots 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, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove, ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, • Or...

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

Collection - 1755 - 378 страници
...nodding beech ' That wreathes its old fantaftic 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 fcorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove; ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, ' Or craz'd...

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

John Newbery - 1762 - 292 страници
...upon the upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech < That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noon-tide...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
...juga laetus iter. Sa,pe " There at the foot of younder nodding beech " That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, " His liftlefs length at noon-tide...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

Robert Dodsley - 1765 - 412 страници
...fun upon the upland lawn. * There at the foot of yonder nodding beech * That rears its old fantaftic roots fo high, * His liftlefs length at noon-tide...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...

A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]. [2 other copies ...

Collection - 1765 - 418 страници
...c That rears its old fantaftic roots fo high, * His liftlefs length at noontide would he ftretch, c And pore upon the brook that babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, * Or...

The Beauties of English Poesy, Том 1

Oliver Goldsmith - 1767 - 294 страници
...fun upon the upland lawn. There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wriths its old fantaftic roots fo high, His liftlefs length at noon-tide would...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...




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