 | 1792 - 112 страници
...fate ; Haply fome hoary-headed fwain may fay, " Oft have we feen him, at the peep of dawn, Brushing, with hafty fteps, the dews away, To meet the fun upon...the brook that babbles by. Hard by yon wood , now finiling , as in fcorn , Mutt' ring his. wayward fancies, he would rove; Now drooping, woeful wan,... | |
 | James Roach - 1792 - 284 страници
...That writhes its old fantaflic roots fo high, ' His lifllefs length at noon-tide would he flretch, ' And pore upon the brook that babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling, a< in feorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like one... | |
 | T AGERTON - 1794 - 390 страници
...peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away ' To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. 109 ' There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, ' That...babbles by. • Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in feorn, 105 • Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he wo del rove, ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn,... | |
 | 1796 - 246 страници
...high, '' His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, " And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rovej " Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, " Or craz'd with care, or crofs'd in hopelefs... | |
 | British poetical miscellany - 1805 - 262 страници
...the upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, " That wreathes its old fantaftic root fo high, " His liftlefs length at noontide would he...the brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now failing as in fcorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; " Now drooping, woeful wan !... | |
 | T. Bowen - 1799 - 76 страници
...fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noontide would he flrelch, ' And pore upon the brook that bubbles 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 craz'd with care, or crofs'd in hopelefs... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 542 страници
...upland lawn. «« There at thefoot of yonder nodding beech " That wreathes its old fantaftic routs fo high, « His liftlefs length at noon-tide would...babbles by. «• Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcom, " Mutt' ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove ; " Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn,... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Great Britain - 1804 - 540 страници
...away " To meet the l'un upon the upland lawn. «' There at thef.wt of yonder nodding beech " Th.« wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, " His liftlefs...rove ; " Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, " Or crai'd with care, or crofs'd in hopelefs love, " One morn T mifs'd him on the 'cuftom'd hill,... | |
 | 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... | |
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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. 
