 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 pagina’s
...relies; Some pious drops the closing eye requires : Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries; Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who,...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... | |
 | Thomas Gray, William Mason - 1827 - 468 pagina’s
...inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary -headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawu Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the...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... | |
 | William Enfield - 1827 - 412 pagina’s
...meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, " That wreathes it's old fantastic roots so high, " His listless length...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... | |
 | Marie-Joseph Chénier - 1829 - 484 pagina’s
...fires. For thee, who, mindful of the' unhonour'd dead. Dost in these lines their artless tale relaie; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred...fantastic roots so high , « His listless length at uoou-tide would be stretch, « And pore upon the brook that babbles by. • Hard DT TOO wood, now smiling... | |
 | William Scott - 1829 - 420 pagina’s
...by lonely •contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate. Haply, some hoary headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep...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 he would rove;... | |
 | 1829 - 460 pagina’s
...his Elegy : ' Oft hare we seen him, at the peep of dairi, Brushing with hasty steps the dews nway, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. There, at the...noon-tide 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,... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1829 - 290 pagina’s
...peep of dawi\ ' ' Brushing, with hasty steps, the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lavm. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the hrook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies,... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 pagina’s
...tale relate ; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy *ate : Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have...noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, BOW smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 pagina’s
...inquire thy fate ; Haply some hoary-headed swain may say : 4 Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawm a like his babbles by. * Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove... | |
 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 pagina’s
...upon the upland lawn. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreaths its old fantastic root so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he...bubbles by. " 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... | |
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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. 
