 | Asa Humphrey - 1847 - 238 pages
...led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate : Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty...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... | |
 | William Balmbro'. Flower - 1848 - 304 pages
...led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate ; Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty...that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as m scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one forlorn,... | |
 | David Bates Tower - 1853 - 444 pages
...led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him, at the peep of dawn, Brushing, with hasty...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. Hard \>y you wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping,... | |
 | English poetry - 1848 - 468 pages
...led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate ;Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty...length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the hrook that babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies,... | |
 | George Croly - 1849 - 416 pages
...led, Some kindred spirit shall enquire thy fate : Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft we have seen him at the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty...smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or crossed in hopeless... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1849 - 446 pages
...may say, " Oft have we seen him, at the peep of dawn, Brushing, with hasty steps, the dews away, 20 To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There, at...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 25 " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 pages
...contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed Swain may say, 'Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty...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... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 pages
...the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. 100 "There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes...that babbles by, "Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scom, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlom, Or crazed... | |
 | George Hughes - 1997 - 274 pages
...fame unknown" began to be grafted onto descriptions of landscapes. Of Gray's youth it was said that "There at the foot of yonder nodding beech/ That wreathes...stretch,/ And pore upon the brook that babbles by" (Gray 136: lines 101-4). In "Tintern Abbey" the "waters, rolling from their mountain-springs/ With... | |
 | William Harmon - 1998 - 386 pages
...contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty...babbles by. "Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutfring his wayward fancies he would rove, Now dropping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with... | |
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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. 
