 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 134by Thomas Gray - 1775 - 136 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Thomas Gray - English poetry - 1847 - 142 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, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one... | |
 | James Sheridan Knowles - Elocution - 1847 - 322 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, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like... | |
 | Asa Humphrey - Poetics - 1847 - 152 pages
...beech That wreaths 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... | |
 | William Balmbro'. Flower - 1848 - 80 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 m scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one... | |
 | George Croly - English poetry - 1850 - 395 pages
...beech That wreathes its old fantustic 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... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850
...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, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful, wan, lik«... | |
 | Martin Gardner - Poetry - 1992 - 210 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, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping, woeful wan, like one... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 891 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 scom, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping, woeful wan, like one... | |
 | William Harmon, Professor William Harmon - Poetry - 1998 - 360 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, Mutfring his wayward fancies he would rove, Now dropping, woeful wan, like one... | |
 | Stephanie Sandler - Literary Criticism - 1999 - 365 pages
..."That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, "His listless length at noontide wou'd he stretch, "And pore upon the brook that babbles by. "Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, 105 "Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove, "Now drooping, woeful wan, like... | |
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