 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 страници
...labour done, Oft as the woodlark piped her farewell song, With wistful eyes pursue the setting sun.] " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. " One morn I missed... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1845 - 92 страници
...listless length, at noontide, would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 4 XXVI. r " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering...his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful, wan, like one forlorn, XXVII. " One morn, I miss'd him on the 'custom'd hill, Along the heath,... | |
 | 1846 - 436 страници
...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, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. " One morn I missed... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1847 - 276 страници
...scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn...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 : : -... | |
 | Asa Humphrey - 1847 - 238 страници
...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 he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. " One morn 1 miss'd... | |
 | James Sheridan Knowles - 1847 - 344 страници
...Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed 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 the... | |
 | William Howitt - 1847 - 524 страници
...them are selected from the Ode to Eton College and the Elegy. They arc — " Hard by yon wood, new smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful, wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. " One morn I missed... | |
 | David Bates Tower - 1853 - 444 страници
...listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. Hard \>y you wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. One morn I missed him... | |
 | 1848 - 808 страници
...fancies, he would rove; Now drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with cure, or cru&a'd in hopeless love. One morn I miss'd him on the 'custom'd hill, Along ihe heulh, anil near hie fav'rile tree ; Another came ; nor yet beside Ihe rill, Nor up the lawn, nor... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1849 - 466 страници
...high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 25 " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering...his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful w#n, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed with hopeless love. " One morn I missed... | |
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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... 
