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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. "
The Works of Thomas Gray: Containing His Poems and Correspondence, with ... - Side 124
av Thomas Gray - 1825 - 2 sider
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The Union: Or Select Scots and English Poems..

Thomas Warton - 1753 - 164 sider
...That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noontide wou'd he ftretch, ' And pore upon the 'brook that babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he wcu'd rove, ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like...
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The Union: Or Select Scots and English Poems

Thomas Warton - 1753 - 164 sider
...That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noontide would he ftretch, ' And pore upon the brook that babbles by. • Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove, ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like...
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The Union: Or Select Scots and English Poems..

Thomas Warton - 1753 - 168 sider
...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 roots fo high, * His liftlefs length at noontide would he flretch, 4 And pore upon the brook...
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A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley].

Collection - 1755 - 378 sider
...the 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 roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noon-tide wou'd he ftretch, * And pore upon the brook...
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A Collection of Poems ...

Robert Dodsley - 1758 - 384 sider
...the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away ' To meet the fun upon the upland land. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech ' That wreathes its old fantaftick roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noon-tide wou'd he ftretch, ' And pore upon the...
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The Union: Or, Select Scots and English Poems, Volum 1

Thomas Warton - 1759 - 168 sider
...him at the peep of dawn ' Bruflung with hafty dews away, ' To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech ' That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noontide woii'd he ftretch, ' And pore upon the brook...
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Poems

Robert Lloyd - 1762 - 308 sider
...That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, " His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, " Mutt' ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove ; " Now drooping, woeful wan, like...
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The Art of Poetry on a New Plan: Illustrated with a Great Variety of ...

John Newbery - 1762 - 292 sider
...the 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 roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, < And pore upon the brook...
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The Monthly Review, Or, Literary Journal, Volum 27

1763 - 556 sider
...polHhed and harmonious Gray has been Co ftrangely impolite, as to draw the following picture of himfelf. There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantallic roots fo high, Ilis liftlcfs length at noon-tide would he llretch. And pore upon the brook...
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A Collection of Poems: In Six Volumes, Volum 4

1765 - 414 sider
...pore upon the brook that babbles by. Hard ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; * Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, ' Or craz'd with care, or crofs'd in hopelefs love. ' One morn I mifs'd him on the cuftom'd hill, " Along...
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