...Him have we seen the greenwood side along, ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreaths its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length...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...

...the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.t • There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes...listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And porn upon the brook that habbles by. • Ch'i vrirs'io nel pemicr.dolce miofuoco, Freddn i:m lingua....

...herd, Full of the pasture, jumps along by him And never stays to greet him ; Ay, quoth Jaques, [7] *' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech " That wreathes...His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, 11 And pour upon the brook that babbles by." Gray's Elegy. STEEV. [8] It is said in one of the marginal...

...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, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed...

...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...by. « Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, v Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove; « Now drooping , woeful-wan , like one forlorn , «...

...at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " ed? But whatao'er she was, she worthy was To be srailing as in scorn. Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woful wan, like one...

...spirit of the Roman bard, has given us of his minstrel-youth " to fortune and to fame unknown." « " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by." It is the pre-disposition which scenery of this kind, and at such an hour, gives to the empire of fancy...

...very spirit of the Roman bard, has given us of his minstrel-youth " to fortune and to fame unknown." " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by." It is the pre-disposition which scenery of this kind, and at such an hour, gives to the empire of fancy...

...very spirit of the Roman bard, has given us of his minstrel-youth " to fortune and to fame unknown." " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by." It is the pre-<lisposition which scenery of this kind, and at such an hour, gives to the empire of...

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