 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. 'Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies...  The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray - Page 120by Thomas Gray - 1804 - 207 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Lindley Murray - Elocution - 1825 - 310 pages
...roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Mutt'ring...his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. One morn I miss'd him... | |
 | Thomas Gray - Fore-edge painting - 1825 - 346 pages
...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, 105 Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed... | |
 | William Hazlitt - English poetry - 1825 - 600 pages
...beeeh, That wreathes its old fantastie roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he streteh, mongst rude burs and thistles ? Perhaps some eold bank is her bolster now, Or seorn, Muttering his wayward faneies he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, Or eraz'd... | |
 | Thomas Gray - Presses, Issues of - 1826 - 190 pages
...Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn...on the custom'd hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree ; Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he :... | |
 | Marie-Joseph Chénier - 1824 - 464 pages
...And pore upon the brook that babbles by. « Hard by von wood, now smiling as in scorn, « Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove; «Now drooping,...craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. « One mom I miss' d him on the custom' cl hill, « Along the heath, and near his favourite tree; « Ànother... | |
 | English poetry - 1826 - 310 pages
...wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. ' One morn I miss'd him on th' accustom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree : Another came ; nor yet beside the... | |
 | William Enfield - Elocution - 1827 - 412 pages
...so high, " His listless length at noontide would he stretch, " And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, "...his wayward fancies he would rove ; " Now drooping, woful, wan, like one forlorn, " Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn, I miss'd... | |
 | Thomas Gray, William Mason - Poetics - 1827 - 468 pages
...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, M utt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 pages
...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 one forlorn, * Or craz'd... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - Elocution - 1828 - 418 pages
...high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 11 Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Mutt'ring...his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. 12 One morn I miss'd... | |
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