 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 páginas
...of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th* unhonourM dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate,..." There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreaths its old fantastic root so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore... | |
 | Moses Severance - 1832 - 312 páginas
...24. For thee, who mindful of th' unhonored dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate, 25. Haply, some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have...the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. 26. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreaths its old, fantastic roots so high, His... | |
 | Samuel BLACKBURN - 1833 - 254 páginas
...hoary-headed swain may say — " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty steps the dew away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There...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... | |
 | 1836 - 558 páginas
...pious drops the closing eye requires; E'en from the tomb the voice of nature cries, E'en in our ashest live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of...the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. ' Thls part of the elegy differs from the first copy. T?st following sianza was excluded with the other... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 páginas
...hoary-headed swain may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn, Brushing, with hasty steps, the dew away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. There...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 páginas
...tale relate, If, chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate. 25. Haply, some hoary-headed swain may say, * Oft have...the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. 26. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old, fantastic roots so high, His... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1839 - 154 páginas
...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 páginas
...Lui dira : " Traversant la plaine rafraîchie, Souvent sur la colline il devançait le jour : XXV. Haply, some hoary-headed swain may say : " Oft have...the dews away, To meet the Sun upon the upland lawn. TUS à фауаг ешгкш фт!ХХа irfratrSfi, A pifas уашве irrrr\iyiúvas ítyt Ôoi/e0<ra,... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1839 - 166 páginas
...Г erbetta, Frettoloso in su Г alba i' Г ho veduto, Per incontrare il Sol su Г alta vetta. XXV. Haply, some hoary-headed swain may say : " Oft have...the dews away, To meet the Sun upon the upland lawn. ^ A XXV. k' XXVI. t TUS à фayos fíir/aa i¡>v\\a iTfтoi Л píCas yíuaof iгfTгХfуцегаs... | |
 | 1840 - 372 páginas
...of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate,...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... | |
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E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain... 
