 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - English literature - 1856 - 800 pages
...the upland lawn: Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have wo seen him at the peep of dawn "There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That...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... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1857 - 464 pages
...swain may say, " Oft have we seen him, at the peep of dawn Brushing, with hasty step?, the dews away, " 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... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - American literature - 1848 - 786 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...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... | |
 | Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857 - 338 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...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... | |
 | John Seely Hart - Readers - 1857 - 394 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, woeful, wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed... | |
 | English poetry - 1857 - 334 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 woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1858 - 196 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, woful-wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 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... | |
 | Lucius Osgood - Elocution - 1858 - 494 pages
...the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. 26. "There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 27. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, 28. "One morn I miss'd him on the accustom'd hill,... | |
 | Martin Gardner - Poetry - 1992 - 226 pages
...him 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, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping, woeful 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... 
