 | Richard Green Parker - 1851 - 468 páginas
...the peep of dawn, Brushing, with hasty steps, the dews away, Haply, some hoary-headed swain may say, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There, at...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. Now drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Mattering... | |
 | 1851 - 278 páginas
...hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty steps the dew away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There,...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... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1851 - 378 páginas
...artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, 95 Some kindred spirit shall enquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say,...the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn : 100 Var. V. 92. E'en, live] And, glow. Ms. M. and W. V. 92. " Awake and faithful to her wonted fires."... | |
 | 1852 - 248 páginas
...of nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonor'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate,...noontide 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,... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 510 páginas
...Nature cries • Even in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of the unhonored dead. Dost in these lines their artless tale relate...beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, TTU listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. * Hard by... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1852 - 470 páginas
...nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. 10* For thce, who, mindful of th' unhonor'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate,...upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding heech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1852 - 460 páginas
...chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary -headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him, at the peep...noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Bluttering his wayward fancies, he would rove,... | |
 | William Collins, Thomas Gray - 1852 - 332 páginas
...chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred Spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary headed Swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep...noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook thai babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his way ward fancies he would... | |
 | 1852 - 460 páginas
...of nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonor'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate,...dews away, ^ < To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. 1' " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantasti&jroots so high, His... | |
 | Class-book - 1852 - 152 páginas
...contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " 6ft have we seen him at the peep of dawn, Brushing with...yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic root so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles... | |
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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. 
