 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 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...upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, BOW smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful-wan, like... | |
 | 1830 - 270 pages
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 | John Pierpont - 1831 - 294 pages
...the peep of dam 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...by. " 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... | |
 | Samuel BLACKBURN - 1833 - 254 pages
...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...noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove... | |
 | Jesse Olney - 1838 - 346 pages
...peep of dawn, Brushing, with hasty steps, the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. 26. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...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... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 pages
...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...noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1839 - 166 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...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. XXVI. / G XXVIl. I " AXXoко TÍJVO Kaт »Xaos áХш/ífi/os, ¿s TI iтfaapos MfiSióíüf Tis... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1839 - 154 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...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " AXXoKa TTJVO KO.T aX(ros a\a>fifvos, a>sn crfcrapbs MfiSiocuv TIS ffia, (ppivas rjhbs, x c & f( "... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1839 - 216 pages
...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...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " АХХоKа тTJVO Kат йЛо'os aX(á/ifi/os, ¿s тi o'fo'apàs MfiSioшv тir fßa, (j>pfvas... | |
 | Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1840 - 372 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...babbles by. " 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... | |
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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. 
