 | Marie-Joseph Chénier - 1824 - 464 pages
...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. « One mom I miss' d him on the custom' cl hill, « Along the heath, and near his favourite tree; « Ànother... | |
 | William Enfield - Elocution - 1827 - 412 pages
...length at noontide 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...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... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 pages
...' 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,...cross'd in hopeless love. ' One morn I miss'd him on the accustom'd hill, ' Along the heath, and near his favourite tree : ' Another came ; nor yet beside the... | |
 | George Merriam - Readers - 1828 - 286 pages
...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 one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. " One morn I missed him on the accustomed hill, Along... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - Elocution - 1828 - 418 pages
...length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 11 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, or cross'd in hopeless love. 12 One morn I miss'd... | |
 | John Pierpont - Children's literature - 1828 - 320 pages
...wreathes its old, fantastic roots so high, I " 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 care, or crossed in hopeless love. " One morn I missed him on the accustomed hill, Along... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - Elocution - 1828 - 452 pages
...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, or cross'd in hopeless love. 12 One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill. Along the heath, and near his fav'rite tree : Another... | |
 | John Pierpont - Readers - 1829 - 290 pages
...stretch, And pore upon the hrook 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 care, or crossed in hopeless love. " One morn I missed him on the accustomed hill, Along... | |
 | William Scott - Elocution - 1829 - 420 pages
...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 forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. One morn I rmss'd him... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - Elocution - 1830 - 416 pages
...the sun upon the upland lawn : 10 There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, ^ 11 Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies,...Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. 12 One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill. Along the heath, and near his fav'rite tree : Another... | |
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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... 
