 | Thomas Gray, William Mason - 1820 - 548 pàgines
...hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. There at...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 him... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 422 pàgines
...the dews away, • To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beach, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high. His...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 him... | |
 | 1821 - 282 pàgines
...headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty steps, the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. There...craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. One morn I miss'd him on th' accustom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his fav'rite tree ; Another came,... | |
 | 1821 - 270 pàgines
...headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty steps, the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. There...scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove : N ow drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. One... | |
 | William Collins, Thomas Gray, James Beattie, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - 478 pàgines
...hoary-headed Swain may say, 'Oft hare we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. ' There...his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. ' One morn I miss'd... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 pàgines
...hoary-headed swain may say, Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews ed With heavenly gifts from heaven first enraced? But whatao'er she was, she worthy was To be srailing as in scorn. Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1825 - 346 pàgines
...labour done, Oft as the woodlark piped her farewell song, With wistful eyes pursue the setting sun." " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, 105 Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed... | |
 | Marie-Joseph Chénier - 1824 - 464 pàgines
...hoary-headed swain may say, « Oft have we scen him àt the peep of dawn « Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, « To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. «There,...And pore upon the brook that babbles by. « Hard by von wood, now smiling as in scorn, « Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove; «Now drooping,... | |
 | 1826 - 310 pàgines
...hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. ' There...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. ' Hard bj' yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping,... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1826 - 190 pàgines
...hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn, " There...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Him have we seen the greenwood side along, While o'er the heath we hied, our labour done, Oft as... | |
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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... 
