 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 sivua
...sun upon the upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic ded to is, to show that respect which everybody means...an easy, unembarrassed, and graceful manner. This crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. One morn I missed him on the 'customed hill, Along the... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 108 sivua
...upon the upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would...Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. " One morn I missed... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 sivua
...sun upon the upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic of a fish, your second a great naval commander, готе ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 sivua
...u'pland-law'n. " The're/ at the foo't/ of yonder nodding be'ech, " That wreathes its o'ld/ fanta'stic-roots so hi'gh, " His listless len'gth/ at noon'tide/ would...ro've ; " Now droo'ping, wo'ful, w'an, (like on'e forlo'm) " Or craved with ca're/ or cros'sed/ in hop"eless love\ " One mo'rn I misse'd him/ on the... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1845 - 456 sivua
...upon the upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would...by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Mattering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 sivua
...upon the upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. [" Him have we seen2 the greenwood side along, While o'er the heath we hied, our labour done, Oft as... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1845 - 92 sivua
...the upland lawn. XXV. r " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length, at noontide, would...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 4 XXVI. r " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1845 - 92 sivua
...ASTO«( LtNOX If) XXVJ. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length, at noontide, would...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. •« v M. XXVII. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would... | |
 | 1846 - 436 sivua
...upon the upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old, fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would...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... | |
 | Asa Humphrey - 1847 - 238 sivua
...sun upon the upland lawn. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreaths its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would...rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. " One morn 1 miss'd him on the cnstom'd hill, Along... | |
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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. 
