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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. "
The Works of Thomas Gray, Containing His Poems and Correspondence: With ... - Page 126
by Thomas Gray - 1825 - 2 pages
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The union: or Select Scots and English poems

Scots poems - 1753
...That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noontide wou'd he ftretch, ' And pore upon the 'brook that babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he wcu'd rove, ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like...
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The union: or Select Scots and English poems

Thomas Warton - Poetry - 1753 - 144 pages
...That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noontide would he ftretch, ' And pore upon the brook that babbles by. • Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove, ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like...
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The Union: Or, Select Scots and English Poems

English poetry - 1759 - 152 pages
...peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away, ' To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. • There at the foot of yonder nodding beech ' That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, * His liftlefs length at noontide would he flretch, 4 And pore upon the brook...
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A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley].

Collection - 1755
...the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away ' To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech ' That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noon-tide wou'd he ftretch, * And pore upon the brook...
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A collection of poems ...

Robert Dodsley - English poetry - 1758
...the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away ' To meet the fun upon the upland land. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech ' That wreathes its old fantaftick roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noon-tide wou'd he ftretch, ' And pore upon the...
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The union: or Select Scots and English poems

Scots poems - 1759
...him at the peep of dawn ' Bruflung with hafty dews away, ' To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech ' That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noontide woii'd he ftretch, ' And pore upon the brook...
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Poems

Robert Lloyd - English poetry - 1762 - 277 pages
...That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, " His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, " Mutt' ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove ; " Now drooping, woeful wan, like...
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The art of poetry on a new plan

John Newbery - Literary Criticism - 1762 - 252 pages
...the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away, < To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech < That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, < And pore upon the brook...
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The Monthly Review, Or, Literary Journal, Volume 27

Ralph Griffiths, G. E. Griffiths - English imprints - 1763
...polHhed and harmonious Gray has been Co ftrangely impolite, as to draw the following picture of himfelf. There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantallic roots fo high, Ilis liftlcfs length at noon-tide would he llretch. And pore upon the brook...
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A collection of poems: in six volumes

Robert Dodsley - Poetry - 1765
...pore upon the brook that babbles by. Hard ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; * Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, ' Or craz'd with care, or crofs'd in hopelefs love. ' One morn I mifs'd him on the cuftom'd hill, " Along...
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