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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. "
Poems by Mr. Gray - Page 147
by Thomas Gray - 1768 - 187 pages
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The poetic reciter; or, Beauties of the British poets: adapted for reading ...

Henry Marlen - 1838
...at the peep of dawn, Brushing, with hasty steps, the dew away, To 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...
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Arboretum Et Fruticetum Britannicum: Or, The Trees and Shrubs of ..., Volume 3

John Claudius Loudon - Botany - 1838 - 2693 pages
...however, those of Gray, Campbell, and Wordsworth, all of which we shall give below. Gray snys, — " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high. His listless length at noontide he would stretch, And pore upon the brook...
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An Essay on Elocution: Designed for the Use of Schools and Private Learners

Samuel Kirkham - Elocution - 1839 - 357 pages
...the peep of dawn', Brushing with hasty step the dews away', To meet the sun upon the upland lawn'. There at the foot of yonder nodding beech', That wreathes its old fantastick roots so high', His listless length at noontide would he stretch', And pore upon the brook...
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Elegy Written in a Country Church-yard: With Versions in the Greek, Latin ...

Thomas Gray - 1839 - 128 pages
...profonde, Prosteso e lento, al piu cocente raggio, Fiso ascoltava il mormorar de l' onde. XXVI. XXVI. " 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...
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Elegy written in a country church-yard, with versions in the Gr., Lat., Germ ...

Thomas Gray - 1839
...Couché nonchalamment, les yeux fixés sur l'eau, II aimait à rêver au doux bruit du ruisseau : XXVI. " 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...
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Elegy Written in a Country Church-yard

Thomas Gray - 1839 - 64 pages
...Couché nonchalamment, les yeux fixés sur l'eau, II aimait à rêver au doux bruit du ruisseau : " 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...
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The American Class-reader: Containing a Series of Lessons in Reading; with ...

George Willson - Elocution - 1840 - 288 pages
...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....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...
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The Visitor: Or, Monthly Instructor

Christianity - 1840
...season has Gray delineated as the favourite resort of the " youth to fortune and to fame unknown." " 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...
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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 1

Fitz-Greene Halleck - English poetry - 1840
...at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To 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...
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The Poetical Works of Oliver Goldsmith

Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 118 pages
...at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To 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...
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