| 1846 - Страниц: 436
...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. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful-wan, like... | |
| Asa Humphrey - 1847 - Страниц: 238
...beech That wreaths its old 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, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one... | |
| James Sheridan Knowles - 1847 - Страниц: 344
...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. " Hard by yon wood, now, smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like... | |
| Thomas Gray - 1847 - Страниц: 276
...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. « " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one... | |
| William Balmbro'. Flower - 1848 - Страниц: 304
...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. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as m scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one... | |
| George Croly - 1850 - Страниц: 442
...beech That wreathes its old fantustic 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, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one... | |
| Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - Страниц: 524
...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. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful, wan, lik«... | |
| Richard Green Parker - 1851 - Страниц: 472
...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. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful wan, like... | |
| William Chambers - 1851 - Страниц: 200
...beach, That wreathes its old fantastic arms 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, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove : Now drooping, woful, wan, like one... | |
| Edward Hughes - 1851 - Страниц: 362
...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. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one... | |
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