 | 1848 - 808 pages
...fancies, he would rove; Now drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with cure, or cru&a'd in hopeless love. One morn I miss'd him on the 'custom'd hill, Along ihe heulh, anil near hie fav'rile tree ; Another came ; nor yet beside Ihe rill, Nor up the lawn, nor... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 pages
...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« one forlorn, Or eraz'd with care, or crossed in hopeless love. " One morn I miss'd... | |
 | George Croly - English poetry - 1850 - 442 pages
...wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or crossed in hopeless love, " One morn I miss'd him on the 'custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree, (IKAV . " The next with dirges due in sad array, Slow through the church-way path we... | |
 | A. Cunningham - 1850 - 200 pages
...the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the Reverend Vicar all in lawn ! One morn I miss'd him on the 'custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; Another came, nor yet beside the rill, Nor at the Magpie and the Stump was he ! The... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1851 - 378 pages
...wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd...hill, Along the heath, and near his fav'rite tree ; no Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : " The next,... | |
 | William Enfield, James Pycroft - 1851 - 422 pages
...smiling' as iri scorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; " Now drooping, woful, wan, like one forlorn, " Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn, I miss'd him on th' accustom'd hill, " Along the heath, and near his fav'rite tree ; " Another came, nor yet beside... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English literature - 1852 - 470 pages
...wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd...on the custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favorite tree : Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he ; "... | |
 | English literature - 1852 - 248 pages
...wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd...on the custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favorite tree : Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he ; "... | |
 | English literature - 1852 - 460 pages
...yon wood, now smm^^s in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd...on the custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favorite tree : Another came ; nor yet beside the till, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he ; "... | |
 | Scottish school-book assoc - 1852 - 248 pages
...now smiling as in scorn, ' Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; ' Now drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, ' Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. ' One morn I miss'd him on the aecustom'd hill, ' Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; ' Another came ; nor yet beside the... | |
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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. "Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies... 
