 | William Giles (didactic writer) - 1775 - 336 sider
...* And pore upon the brook that babbles by, * Hard by yon wood, now fmiljng as in fcorn, 'Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he. would rove; ' Now drooping, woful 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, c Along... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 1036 sider
...ftrctch, " And pore upon the brook that bubble* by. " Hard by-yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, " Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, " Now drooping woful 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... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1798 - 130 sider
...brook that babbles by. 104 " Hard by yon' wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, " Mutt'ring his v.'ayward fancies, he would rove ; " Now drooping, woful wan ! like one forlorn, " Or cras'd with care, or crofs'd iu hopelefs love. 108 " One morn I mifs'd him on the cuilom'd iiiil, "... | |
 | Mary Anne Neri - 1804 - 310 sider
...so higb, His listless length at noon-tide "would hcstrctchi And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woeful wan, like one forlorn,. Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love." GHAY-. Viola entered... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 628 sider
...Irgh. 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, Muttering...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 the custom'd hill, Along... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 622 sider
...\юге upon the brook that bubbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering hi« wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cruss'd in hopeless love. " One morn I miss'd him on the cnstom'd hill, Along... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 sider
...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, " Muttering...his wayward fancies he would rove, " Now drooping woeful wan, like one forlorn, " Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn I miss'd... | |
 | 1814 - 310 sider
...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...wan, like one forlorn, " Or crazed with care,. or cross'd in hopeless love. •' One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill, " Along the heath, and near... | |
 | Elegant poems - 1814 - 132 sider
..." 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 on th' accustom'd hill, " Along... | |
 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 276 sider
...listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by you wood, now smiling as in scorn. Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now droopmg, woful, wan, like one forlorn. Or crazed with care, or cross'dm hopeless love. " One morn I... | |
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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. 
