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" There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. "
Poems for Young Ladies: In Three Parts. Devotional, Moral, and Entertaining - Страница 143
по Oliver Goldsmith - 1785 - 276 страници
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London Magazine Enlarged and Improved, Том 20

1751 - 684 страници
...fate ; Haply fome hoary.headed fwain may fay, " Oft have we ten him at the peep of dawn " Brulhing with hafty fteps the dews away, " To meet the fun upon the upland " lawn. [" beech, " There at the foot of yonder nodding " That wreatbs iti old fantaliick roots " fo high,...

The Union: Or Select Scots and English Poems

Thomas Warton - 1753 - 164 страници
...fate, Haply fome hoary-headed fwain may fay, ' Oft have we feen him at the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away, ' To meet the fun...noontide would 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...

The Union: Or Select Scots and English Poems..

Thomas Warton - 1753 - 168 страници
...fate, Haply fome hoary-headed fwain may fay, ' Oft have we feen him at the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away, ' To meet the fun...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
...Haply fome hoary-headed fwain may fay, ' Oft have we feen him at the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with haity fteps the 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,...

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

Collection - 1755 - 378 страници
...fate, Haply fome hoary-headed Swain may fay, • Oft have we feen him at the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away ' To meet the fun upon...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, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley].

Collection - 1758 - 394 страници
...fate, Haply feme hoary-headed Swain may fay, ' Oft have we feen him at 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,...

A Collection of Poems ...

Robert Dodsley - 1758 - 384 страници
...fate, . Haply fome hoary-headed Swain may fay, ' Oft have we feen him at 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,...

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

Thomas Warton - 1759 - 168 страници
...Haply fome hoary-headed fwain may fay, ' Oft have we feen him at the peep of dawn ' Bruflung with hafty dews away, ' To meet the fun upon the upland lawn....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
...fate. Haply, fome hdary-headed fwain may fay, ' Oft have we feen him at the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away, < To meet the fun...noon-tide would 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 would tove,...

The art of poetry on a new plan, illustrated with a great variety of ...

Art - 1762 - 290 страници
...fate. Haply, fome hoary-headed fwain may fay, ' Oft have we feen him at the peep of dawn < Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away, ' To meet the fun...lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech i That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, i His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch,...




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