 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.  Poems - Page 254by Robert Lloyd - 1762 - 277 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Thomas Gray - Fore-edge painting - 1825 - 346 pages
...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, 105 Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woeful wan, like... | |
 | William Hazlitt - English poetry - 1825 - 600 pages
...beeeh, That wreathes its old fantastie roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he streteh, mongst rude burs and thistles ? Perhaps some eold bank is her bo smiling as in seorn, Muttering his wayward faneies he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one... | |
 | Thomas Gray, William Mason - Poetics - 1827 - 468 pages
...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, M utt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 pages
...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... | |
 | George Merriam - Readers - 1828 - 292 pages
...beach, That wreaths its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide 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 Scott - Elocution - 1829 - 420 pages
...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, like one... | |
 | 1829 - 460 pages
...beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide 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, woeful, wan, like one... | |
 | Robert Chambers - American literature - 1830 - 844 pages
...beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, ers of the world ! What a variety of labour, too, is necessary smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - American poetry - 1830 - 516 pages
...beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, BOW smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful-wan, like... | |
 | John Pierpont - Readers - 1831 - 294 pages
...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... | |
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