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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. "
The National Reader: A Selection of Exercises in Reading and Speaking ... - Стр. 232
авторы: John Pierpont - 1828 - Страниц: 276
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Elegy Written in Country Churchyard and Other Poems

Thomas Gray - 1853 - Страниц: 186
...There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech. That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, XXVff " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering...his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful, wan, like one forlorn, XXV&& " One morn, I miss'd him on the 'custom'd hill. Along the heath,...
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Poets of England and America: Being Selections from the Best Authors of Both ...

1853 - Страниц: 472
...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, " 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...
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The Rector of St. Bardolph's: Or, Superannuated

Frederick William Shelton - 1853 - Страниц: 344
...abroad as if he had Atlas on his shoulders, instead of the quarrelsome little parish of St. Asaph's. " 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 with care, or cross'd in hopeless love." A wife is no Job's...
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The book of English poetry, with critical and biogr. sketches of the poets

English poetry - 1853
...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, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove, Sow drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. One morn...
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North American First Class Reader: The Sixth Book of Tower's Series for ...

David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1854 - Страниц: 426
...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, Muttering...crossed in hopeless love. One morn I missed him on the 'customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill,...
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Beauties of the British Poets, with a Few Introd. Observations

George Croly (Rev., ed) - 1854
...high, If is listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering...rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or crossed in hopeless lov'e. "One morn I miss'd him on the 'custom'd hill. Along...
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The Pleasures of Hope, Gertrude of Wyoming, and Other Poems. To which are ...

Thomas Campbell - 1854 - Страниц: 253
...babbles by. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woeful-wan, like one forlorn, Oreraz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. "One morn I miss'd him...
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The book of celebrated poems

Book - 1854 - Страниц: 448
...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, 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...
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Gleanings from the Poets: For Home and School

1854 - Страниц: 430
...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, 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...
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Seven Centuries of Verse, English & American, from the Early English ..., Том 1

Arthur James Marshall Smith - 1967 - Страниц: 818
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