 | 1852 - Страниц: 248
...of nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonor'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate,...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,... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - Страниц: 512
...Nature cries • Even in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of the unhonored dead. Dost in these lines their artless tale relate...beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, TTU listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. * Hard by... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1852 - Страниц: 470
...nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. 10* For thce, who, mindful of th' unhonor'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate,...upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding heech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1852 - Страниц: 460
...chance, 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 bubbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Bluttering his wayward fancies, he would rove,... | |
 | William Collins, Thomas Gray - 1852 - Страниц: 332
...chance, 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 thai babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his way ward fancies he would... | |
 | 1852 - Страниц: 460
...of nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonor'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate,...dews away, ^ < To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. 1' " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantasti&jroots so high, His... | |
 | Class-book - 1852 - Страниц: 152
...contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " 6ft have we seen him at the peep of dawn, Brushing with...yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic root so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1853 - Страниц: 384
..." The nice morn on the Indian steep From her cabin'd loophole peep." Comus, 140. see Todd. note. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 104 Var. V. 100. " On the high brow of yonder hanging lawn." After which, in his first MS., followed... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1853 - Страниц: 368
..." The nice morn on the Indian steep From her cabin'd loophole peep." Comus, 140. see Todd. note. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. IM Var. V. 100. " On the high brow of yonder hanging lawn." After which, in his first MS., followed... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1854 - Страниц: 504
...their artless tale relate If, chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall mquire thy fate, Haply, some hoary-headed swain may say,...And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by ypn wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Mattering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful... | |
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E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain... 
