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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 134
by Thomas Gray - 1775 - 136 pages
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The National Reader: A Selection of Exercises in Reading and Speaking ...

John Pierpont - Electronic book - 1831 - 276 pages
...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, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful wan, like...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song: Selected from English and American ...

Charlotte Fiske Bates Rogé - American poetry - 1832 - 882 pages
...beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one...
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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 1

Fitz-Greene Halleck - English poetry - 1840
...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, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one...
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Arundines Cami; sive, Musarum Cantabrigiensium lusus canori, collegit atque ...

Cam river - 1841
...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, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woeful wan, like one...
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English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution ...

English poetry - 1844
...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, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woeful wan, like one...
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Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volume 2

Robert Chambers - English literature - 1844
...beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, rd Was laid,' joyous arose — to die that day Was bliss. Long smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would готе ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like...
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Cyclopædia of English literature, Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844
...beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, an easy, unembarrassed, and graceful manner. This smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one...
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Aids to English Composition, Prepared for Students of All Grades: Embracing ...

Richard Green Parker - English language - 1845 - 429 pages
...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, Mattering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful wan, like...
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The rhetorical reader, consisting of choice specimens of oratorical ...

John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 80 pages
...wreathes its o'ld/ fanta'stic-roots so hi'gh, " His listless len'gth/ at noon'tide/ would he str'etch, " And po're upon the bro'ok/ that babbles by. " Hard by yon wo'od, (now smiling as in sc'orn,) " Muttering his wayward fan'cies/, he would ro've ; " Now droo'ping, wo'ful,...
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Poetry for Home and School ...

Anna Cabot Lowell - 1846
...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, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful-wan, like...
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