 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 σελίδες
...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 σελίδες
...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 - 154 σελίδες
...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 σελίδες
...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... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1839 - 216 σελίδες
...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... | |
 | Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1840 - 372 σελίδες
...of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate,...as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. "... | |
 | 1840 - 372 σελίδες
...of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate,...beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping... | |
 | George Willson - 1840 - 298 σελίδες
...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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 292 σελίδες
...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... | |
 | Andrew Comstock - 1841 - 410 σελίδες
...hoary-headed swain may say, | " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn', | Brushing, with hasty step, the dews away, | To meet the sun upon the upland lawn,....would he stretch', | And pore upon the brook that bubbles by,. | Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn', | Mutt'ring Ais wayward fancies, he would... | |
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There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, 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. 
