 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 584 páginas
...After which, in the tirst manuscript. followed this stanza : Him h\ve we seen the greenwood side along. Hard by yon 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. * One morn I miss'd... | |
 | 1824 - 450 páginas
...you blow A momentary bliss bestow. WEST SIDE. 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 wish care, ur cross'd in hopeless love. One morn I miss'd him on the accustom'd hill, Along the heath,... | |
 | William Enfield - 1823 - 412 páginas
...lawn. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, " That wreathes it's old fantastic roots so high, " His listless 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 he would rove;... | |
 | William Scott - 1823 - 396 páginas
...stretch, And pore upon the hrook that bubbles 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 craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless lore. One morn I miss'd him on th1 accustom'd bill, Along... | |
 | Marie-Joseph Chénier - 1824 - 464 páginas
...«There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, « That wreathes its old fantastic roots so higli, « His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch,...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... | |
 | William Collins, Thomas Gray, James Beattie, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - 478 páginas
...upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch,...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... | |
 | Marie-Joseph Chénier - 1824 - 460 páginas
...«There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, « That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high , « His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch,...by. « Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, v Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove; « Now drooping , woeful-wan , like one forlorn , «... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 páginas
...upland lawn. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, es, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries...While the plowman near at hand Whistles o'er the furro srailing as in scorn. Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one... | |
 | Nathan Drake (M.D.) - 1824 - 656 páginas
...unknown." " 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." It is the pre-<lisposition which scenery of this kind, and at such an hour, gives to the empire of... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1824 - 658 páginas
...unknown." " 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." It is the pre-disposition which scenery of this kind, and at such an hour, gives to the empire of fancy... | |
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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. 
