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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. "Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies... "
The poetical works of Thomas Gray LL.B., late professor of modern languages ... - الصفحة 91
بواسطة Thomas Gray - 1799 - عدد الصفحات: 186
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Thomas Gray - 1835
...following stanza, would be likely to be apparent to the rustic, or could be so clearly explained by him : " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring...his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love." All the other stanzas...

The Works of Thomas Gray ...

Thomas Gray, Norton Nicholls - 1835
...wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love." All the other stanzas of the speech are simple and exquisitely beautiful. it is a great beauty in Milton's...

The Comic annual. By T. Hood

1839
...the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the Reverend Vicar all in lawn ! One morn I miss'd him on the 'custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; Another came, nor yet beside the rill, Nor at the Magpie and the Stump was he ! The...

The Court of Session Garland, الأجزاء 1-2

James Maidment - 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 154
...Molested by the agents filthy stench, He'd pore on books with many a piteous sigh.* In yonder hall, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring 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...

Elegy written in a country church-yard, with versions in the Gr., Lat., Germ ...

Thomas Gray - 1839
...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. " ЛХХ« TIIV OÎIK "¿to avTis, (ф' ¿Лов OiWri KfK\LfífVDV TTOTÍ ô<vô/)«oi/, ou тгара...

Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard

Thomas Gray - 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 64
...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. XXVII. xxviii. " AXХà THV OIÎK 1bov avTK, еф' à\ia àvтé\\ovTos OvKfTi KfK\ififVov iroтl Sfvdpfov,...

The Poetical Works of Oliver Goldsmith

Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 118
...scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn...on the custom'd hill Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he: " The...

A System of Elocution: With Special Reference to Gesture, to the Treatment ...

Andrew Comstock - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 364
...smiling as in scorn', | Mutt'ring Ais wayward fancies, he would rove' ; | Now droop'ing, wo'ful, wan,, | like one forlorn', | Or craz'd with care', | or cross'd in hopeless love,. One morn I miss'd' him on the accustom'd hill', | Along the heath', | and near Ais fav'rite tree, ; | Another came ; | nor yet beside...

The book of poetry [ed. by B.G. Johns].

Book - 1841
...labour done. Oft as the woodlark pip'd her farewell song, With wistful eyes pursue the setting sun. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring...his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn I miss'd...

The Poetical Works of Collins, Gray, and Beattie: With a Memoir of Each

William Collins - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 308
...rove; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or cross'd in hopeless low. ' One morn I miss'd him on the 'custom'd hill, Along...and near his fav'rite tree ; Another came; nor yet heside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow...




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