 | Thomas Gray - English poetry - 1847 - 276 pages
...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... | |
 | Asa Humphrey - Literature - 1847 - 238 pages
...away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreaths its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length...babbles 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 with... | |
 | William Balmbro'. Flower - 1848 - 304 pages
...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...that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as m scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one forlorn,... | |
 | David Bates Tower - 1853 - 444 pages
...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. Hard \>y you wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping,... | |
 | George Croly - English poetry - 1849 - 416 pages
...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 woful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - Elocution - 1849 - 466 pages
...peep of dawn, Brushing, with hasty steps, the dews away, 20 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. 25 " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 pages
...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, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful, wan, lik« one forlorn, Or eraz'd... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pages
...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...babbles 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... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - English language - 1851 - 472 pages
...peep of dawn, Brushing, with hasty steps•, the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. u 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... | |
 | Arethusa Hall - Readers - 1851 - 422 pages
...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, woful-wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed... | |
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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 may say, 'Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away... 
