 | Thomas Gray - 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 166
...Quelquefois, en quittant ces bois religieux, Des pleurs mal essuyés mouillaient encor ses yeux. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering...; 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... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 154
...errante, Mormorando sue fole, or mesto in viso, 0 pien di cure, o disperato amante. XXVII. XXVII. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering...rove ; Now drooping, woeful, wan, like one forlorn, " AXXa TOV OVK iSov avns, f(f> aXia di OvKfn KfK\ififvov iron SfvSpfov, ov irapa nayav &fVTfpoV l'tfiaf>... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 362
...wood', now smiling', as in scorn', Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove': Now drooping', woful', wan', like one forlorn', Or crazed with care', or...crossed in hopeless love'. One morn I missed him on th' accustomed hill', Along the heath', and near his fav'rite* tree'; Another came'; nor yet beside... | |
 | James Maidment - 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 406
...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 him in th' accustomed hall, Upon the... | |
 | George Willson - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 298
...high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 27 " Hard by yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering...his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. 28 " One morn I missed... | |
 | 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping wdful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn 1 jniss'd... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 108
...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, Muttering...crossed in hopeless love. " One morn I missed him on th' accustomed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; Another came ; nor yet beside the... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 746
...so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. ner. This woful, wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. One morn I missed him... | |
 | William Collins - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 328
...upon the hrook tha: hahhles hy. ' Hard hy yon wood, uow smiling as in scorn, Mutt 'ring his way ward fancies he would 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 the heath and near his... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 738
...so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. t day Was bliss. Long ere the dawn, by devious ways, O'er hills, through woods, o готе ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless... | |
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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. 
