 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 574 страници
...at the peep of dawnk Brulhing with lully ftcps, the dews away, To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantallic roots fo high. His liftlcfs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, And pore upon the brook... | |
 | 1797 - 350 страници
...To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, ," That wreaths its old fantaftic roots fo high, " His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ft retch, " And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. K 5 « Hard " Hard by yon wood, now (milling as... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1798 - 130 страници
...at the foot of yonder nodding beach, " That wreathes it's old fantaftic root fo high, " His lifllefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 104 " Hard by yon' wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, " Mutt'ring his v.'ayward fancies, he would rove... | |
 | T. Bowen - 1799 - 76 страници
...* To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. * There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, * That wreaths its old fantaftic roots 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, *... | |
 | British poetical miscellany - 1805 - 262 страници
...peep of dawn, " Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away, " To meet the fun upon 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 ftretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1799 - 270 страници
...peep of dawn " Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, " To meet the sun upon the upland lawn [4]. " 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... | |
 | 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,... | |
 | Apollo - 1800 - 224 страници
...done, " Oft as the wood-lark pip'd her farewell long, '- \\ ith wifhful eyes purfue the felting fun. ' There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, " That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, " Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, " Muttermg his wayward fancies, he would rove, " Now droopmg,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 538 страници
...at the foot of ynnder nodding beech " That wreathes its old f.muitic roots fo high, " His lilllefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " VWby yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, " Mutt' ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove ; " Now drooping,... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 страници
...peep of dawn " Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, " To meet the sun upon the upland lawn [44], " 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... | |
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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. 
