 | Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - 578 trang
...the upland lawn. ' There at the fuot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic root And many a jest of momentary birth, She bjars a part,...the ringlets from her glowing cheek. квганш Muttering hie wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed... | |
 | Geoffrey Chaucer - 1856 - 134 trang
...now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed...on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favorite tree : Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor np the lawn, nor at the wood was he. The... | |
 | John Seely Hart - 1857 - 394 trang
...away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at...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 crazed... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1857 - 464 trang
...Brushing, with hasty step?, the dews away, " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high. His listless length at...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... | |
 | English poetry - 1857 - 334 trang
...meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at...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 crazed... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1848 - 786 trang
...meet the sun upon the upland lawn : "There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at...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... | |
 | Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857 - 338 trang
...To meet the sun upon the upland lawn : " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at...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 crazed... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 trang
...To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at...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... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1858 - 608 trang
...away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreaths its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at...upon the brook that babbles by. Hard by yon wood, now smilling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one... | |
 | William Collins, Thomas Gray, Oliver Goldsmith - 1860 - 422 trang
...meet the sun upon the upland lawn ; ' l There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at...by. *-' Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies would he rove : Now drooping, woful-wan, like one forlorn, " One morn... | |
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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. 
