 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...unhonored dead. Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; [led, If chance, by lonely contemplation Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate,— Haply...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... | |
 | Samuel BLACKBURN - 1833 - 254 pages
...hoary-headed swain may say — " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty steps the dew away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There...noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 pages
...hoary-headed swain may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn, Brushing, with hasty steps, the dew away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. There...noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove... | |
 | Jesse Olney - 1838 - 346 pages
...peep of dawn, Brushing, with hasty steps, the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. 26. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 27. "Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1839 - 216 pages
...Couché nonchalamment, les yeux fixés sur l'eau, II aimait à rêver au doux bruit du ruisseau : XXVI. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " АХХоKа тTJVO Kат йЛо'os aX(á/ifi/os, ¿s тi o'fo'apàs MfiSioшv тir fßa, (j>pfvas... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1839 - 154 pages
...profonde, Prosteso e lento, al piu cocente raggio, Fiso ascoltava il mormorar de l' onde. XXVI. XXVI. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " AXXoKa TTJVO KO.T aX(ros a\a>fifvos, a>sn crfcrapbs MfiSiocuv TIS ffia, (ppivas rjhbs, x c & f( "... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1839 - 166 pages
...Couché nonchalamment, les yeux fixés sur l'eau, II aimait à rêver au doux bruit du ruisseau : " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. XXVI. / G XXVIl. I " AXXoко TÍJVO Kaт »Xaos áХш/ífi/os, ¿s TI iтfaapos MfiSióíüf Tis... | |
 | George Willson - 1840 - 298 pages
...peep of dawn,. Brushing, with hasty steps, the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. 26 " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 27 " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now... | |
 | 1840 - 516 pages
...season has Gray delineated as the favourite resort of the " youth to fortune and to fame unknown." " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that bubbles by." Which of the glorious tints that dye the woods with more than rainbow splendour, can exceed... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 292 pages
...chance by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate. Haply some hoary headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Him have we seen the greenwood side along, While o'er the heath we hied, our labour done, Oft as... | |
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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. 
