 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - Страниц: 738
...at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. xtempore at Mrs Drowzie's conversazione. Come now;...name of a fish, your second a great naval commander, Muttering his wayward fancies he would готе ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - Страниц: 108
...the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...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... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1845 - Страниц: 456
...the peep of dawn, Brushing, with hasty steps, the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Mattering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - Страниц: 490
...the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. [" Him have we seen2 the greenwood side along, While o'er the heath we hied, our labour done, Oft as... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1845 - Страниц: 92
...hasty steps, the dews away, To meet the Sun upon the upland lawn. 1 */NEWYOPK ASTO«( LtNOX If) XXVJ. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. •« v M. XXVII. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1845 - Страниц: 92
...of dawn, Brushing, with hasty steps, the dews away, To meet the Sun upon the upland lawn. XXV. r " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...stretch, And 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... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - Страниц: 464
...u'pland-law'n. " The're/ at the foo't/ of yonder nodding be'ech, " That wreathes its o'ld/ fanta'stic-roots so hi'gh, " His listless len'gth/ at noon'tide/ would...by. " Hard by yon wo'od, (now smiling as in sc'orn,) " Muttering his wayward fan'cies/, he would ro've ; " Now droo'ping, wo'ful, w'an, (like on'e forlo'm)... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1845 - Страниц: 454
...the peep of dawn, Brushing, with hasty steps, the dews awny, To meet the sun upon the upland lawu. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore npon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon^rood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward... | |
 | 1846 - Страниц: 436
...at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...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... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1847 - Страниц: 276
...at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...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 crazed with... | |
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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. 
