 | William Oxberry - 1824 - 402 strani
...lawn : " There at the foot of yondsr nodding beech, " T!iat wreathes its old fantastic root so lugh, " His listless length at noontide would he stretch, " And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. " Hard by yoa wood, now smiling: as in scorn, " Mutt'riug his wayward fancies he would... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1825 - 346 strani
...wistful eyes pursue the setting sun." " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide...Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with Care, or crossed in hopeless Love. I rather wonder that... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1825 - 310 strani
...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 noon-tide 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... | |
 | Elizabeth Kent (botanist.) - 1825 - 466 strani
...Beech's shade." BEAUMONT and FLETCHEU. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding Beech That rears its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that bubbles by." GRAY. Garcilasso has some delightful lines upon this subject : " The sun, from rosy billows... | |
 | William Scott - 1825 - 382 strani
...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 noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that bubble.s by. Ifard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, JIutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 strani
...beeeh, That wreathes its old fantastie roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he streteh, mongst rude burs and thistles ? Perhaps some eold bank is her bolster now, Or seorn, Muttering his wayward faneies he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one forlorn, Or eraz'd... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 strani
...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 noontide...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 strani
...the sun upon the upland lawn. 100 "There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide...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... | |
 | Anne Plumptre - 1996 - 388 strani
...by the elegant Gray: There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech That writhes its old fantastic root so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 23 Only that here it was beneath an oak, not a beech, that the moraliser was extended. His head rested... | |
 | George Hughes - 1997 - 274 strani
...Of Gray's youth it was said that "There at the foot of yonder nodding beech/ That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high,/ His listless length at noontide...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... | |
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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. 
