 | 1800 - 322 страници
...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. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, " Mutt'ringhiswaywardfancies, he wouldrove; " Now drooping, woeful wan, like one... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 страници
...That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, " His listless length at noontide would he stretchi " 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, woeful-wan, like... | |
 | Robert Blair - 1804 - 132 страници
...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. ' Hard by yon wood, now smiling as In scorn, 'Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove; 4 Now drooping, woeful wan ! like... | |
 | 1806 - 408 страници
...wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, ' His listless length at noon-tide would lie stretch, ' * 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, woeful-wan, like... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1807 - 728 страници
...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, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like... | |
 | Thomas Janes - 1810 - 336 страници
...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. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove; " Now drooping, woeful wan, like... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 682 страници
...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, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one... | |
 | William Scott - 1814 - 424 страници
...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, jVIutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like... | |
 | 1814 - 310 страници
...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, he would rove ; " Now drooping, woful, wan, like... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 422 страници
...beach, 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, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like... | |
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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. 
