 | John Young - 1810 - 432 str.
...XXVI. " 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. XXVII. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove... | |
 | John Young - 1810 - 266 str.
...XXVI. " 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. XXVII. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove... | |
 | Andrew M'Kenzie - 1810 - 194 str.
...'• There at the foot of yonder nodding beach, " That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high ; " His listless length at noontide would he stretch, " And pore upon the brook that bubbles by." GRAY. LET others join the thoughtless crowd, Where noisy mirth resounds aloud, And laugh... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 622 str.
...\юге upon the brook that bubbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering hi« wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cruss'd in hopeless love. " One morn I miss'd him on the cnstom'd hill, Along... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 str.
...•« There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, " That wreathes its old fantastic root so 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, " Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove,... | |
 | Thomas Branagan - 1812 - 370 str.
...lawn, ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, ' That wreaths its 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 Shakespeare - 1813 - 424 str.
...&c.] " 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, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by.'' Gray's Elegy. STEEVENS. * — — the big round tears &c.] It is said in one of the marginal notes... | |
 | William Scott - 1814 - 424 str.
...upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beach, 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, jVIutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd... | |
 | Elegant poems - 1814 - 132 str.
...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, " And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would... | |
 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 276 str.
...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, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by you wood, now smiling as in scorn. Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now droopmg, woful,... | |
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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. 
