 | Mary Anne Neri - 1804 - 310 pagini
...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 pagini
...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 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... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 pagini
...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 pagini
...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...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... | |
 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 276 pagini
...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... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 358 pagini
...high, • 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 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... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 584 pagini
...After which, in the tirst manuscript. followed this stanza : Him h\ve we seen the greenwood side along. Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering...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 him on the... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 284 pagini
...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 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... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 pagini
...noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now srailing And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And e woful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn I miss'd... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1826 - 190 pagini
...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, Muttering...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... | |
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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. 
