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...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...scorn, 'Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove; 4 Now drooping, woeful wan ! like one forlorn, ' Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless lovo '...

...now smiling , as in scorn, Mutt'ringh is wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping , woeful 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 favourite tree ; ' Another came; nor yet beside...

...wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mntt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove, Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn I raiss'd him on th' accostom'd hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came ; nor...

...wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woeful wan, like one forlorn,. Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love." GHAY-. Viola entered the saloon, all her acquired fortitude forsook her: for the attendant, in the...

...wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, ' His listless length at noon-tide would lie stretch, ' * And pore upon the brook that babbles by. ' Hard by...' Now drooping, woeful-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...

...smiling as in scorn, ** Mutt' ring his wayward fancies, he would rove; " Now drooping, woeful wan! like one forlorn, " Or craz'd with care, or cross'd...miss'd him on the custom'd hill, ** Along the heath*, aud near his f-iv'rite tree; " Anoiner came; nor yet beside the rill, ** Nor up the lawn, nor at the...

...roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, AMI! pore upon the brook that habbles by. *' Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn,...his wayward fancies, he would rove, Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. "One morn I ruiss'd...

...His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 146 " 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 craz'd with care, orcross'd in hopeless love. " One morn I miss'd...

...high , » His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, » And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. » Hard by yon wood , now smiling as in scorn , » Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; y> Now drooping woeful wan , like one forlorn , » Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love....