 | Thomas Gray - 1845 - 92 sider
...the brook that babbles by. •« v M. XXVII. " 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. Mii.JEW YOUK riJ.-iLIC LIBRARY AbT'Jrt.L-.NOX ASO... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1845 - 92 sider
...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 ; Now drooping, woeful, wan, like one forlorn, XXVII. " One morn, I miss'd him on the 'custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree... | |
 | James Sheridan Knowles - 1847 - 344 sider
...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...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, I miss'd... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1847 - 276 sider
...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...Mutt'ring 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 I miss'd... | |
 | Book - 1847 - 216 sider
...labour done, Oft as the woodlark piped her farewell song, With wistful eyes pursue the setting sun. 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... | |
 | William Howitt - 1847 - 524 sider
...to Eton College and the Elegy. They arc — " Hard by yon wood, new smiling as in scorn, 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 him on the accustomed hill, Along... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 sider
...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,...rove, Now drooping, woeful 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... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 sider
...stretch. And pore upon the brook that babbles by, "Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scom, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlom, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. "One mom I missed him on the customed hill.... | |
 | William Blake - 2000 - 132 sider
...pore upon the brook that babbles by. L • Hard 0 • 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,... | |
 | Robert L. Mack - 2000 - 768 sider
...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, woeful wan, like one forlorn, 'Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. 'One morn I missed him on the customed 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. 
