 | Thomas Gray - 1799 - 270 страници
...his Morning walk, and bis Noon-tide repose." " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would " rove; " Now drooping,...the custom'd hill, " Along the heath and near his fav'rite tree; " Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, " Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he;... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 страници
...song, With wistful eyes pursue the setting sun. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scom, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would " rove; " Now drooping,...the custom'd hill, " Along the heath and near his fav'rite tree; " Another came; nor yet beside the rill, " Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he;... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 страници
..." And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; " Now drooping,...the custom'd hill, " Along the heath and near his fav'rite tree ; « Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, " Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 страници
...now smiling , as in scorn, Mutt'ringh is wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping , woeful wan , like one forlorn , Or craz'd with care , or cross'd in hopeless love. ' One morn I miss'd him on th' accustom'd hill, ' Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; ' Another came; nor yet beside... | |
 | Mary Anne Neri - 1804 - 310 страници
...so higb, His listless length at noon-tide "would hcstrctchi And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woeful wan, like one forlorn,. Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love." GHAY-. Viola entered... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - 416 страници
...wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mntt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove, Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn I raiss'd him on th' accostom'd hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came ; nor... | |
 | Robert Blair - 1804 - 132 страници
...scorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; 'Now drooping, woeful wan! like one forlorn, 1 Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love ' . ^« One morn I miss'ct him on the custom'd hill 'Along the heath and near his favourite tree; ' Another came ; nor... | |
 | Albin-Joseph-Ulpien Hennet - 1806 - 456 страници
...now smiling as in scorn, » Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; y> Now drooping woeful wan, like one forlorn, » Or craz'd with care, or cross'd...the custom'd hill, » Along the heath and near his fav'rite tree ; Sans jeter en arrière un regard dp tristesse , Sans donner à la vie un soupir , un... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 страници
...smiling as in scorn, ** Mutt' ring his wayward fancies, he would rove; " Now drooping, woeful wan! like one forlorn, " Or craz'd with care, or cross'd...miss'd him on the custom'd hill, ** Along the heath*, aud near his f-iv'rite tree; " Anoiner came; nor yet beside the rill, ** Nor up the lawn, nor at the... | |
 | Albin Joseph U. Hennet - 1806 - 458 страници
...smiling as in scorn , » Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; y> Now drooping woeful wan , like one forlorn , » Or craz'd with care, or cross'd...in hopeless love. » One morn I miss'd him on the custom 'd hill , » Along the heath and near his fav'rite tree ; Sans jeter en arrière un regard de... | |
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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. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies... 
