 | 1792 - 112 Seiten
...pore upon the brook that babbles by. Hard by yon wood , now finiling , as in fcorn , Mutt' ring his. wayward fancies, he would rove; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or crofs'd in hopelefs love. One morn I mifs'd him on th' accuftom'd hill , Along... | |
 | James Roach - 1792 - 284 Seiten
...pore upon the brook that babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling, a< in feorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, ' Or craz'd with care, or crols'd in hopoleis love*. One * fuddcn hcjlarts, Shook from his tender trance,... | |
 | 1797 - 350 Seiten
...the brook that bubbles by. K 5 « Hard " Hard by yon wood, now (milling as In fcorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; " Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, " Or cras'd with care, oFcrofs'd m-hopelefslove. " One morn I mifs'd him on the cuftom'd htllj " Along the... | |
 | T. Bowen - 1799 - 76 Seiten
...pore upon the brook that bubbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling, as in fcorn, * Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove; ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, * Or craz'd with care, or crofs'd in hopelefs love. * One morn I mifs'd him on the cuftom'd hill, ' Along... | |
 | British poetical miscellany - 1805 - 262 Seiten
...And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now failing as in fcorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; " Now drooping, woeful wan ! like one forlorn, " Or craz'd with care, or crofs'd in hupekfs love. " One morn I mifs'd him on the cuftom'd hill, " Along... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 512 Seiten
...upon the brook that bubbles by. ''' Harc\ by yon wood, now fmilinj as in fcorn, " ÏVIuttéring his wayward fancies he would rove, " Now drooping woeful wan, like one forlorn, " Or craz'd with care, or crofe'd in hopelefs love. " One morn I niifs'd him oh the cuftom'd hill, " Along... | |
 | Mary Anne Neri - 1804 - 310 Seiten
...hcstrctchi And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping woeful wan, like one forlorn,. Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love." GHAY-. Viola entered the saloon, all her acquired fortitude... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - 416 Seiten
...And pore upon the hrook that hahhles hy. " Hard hy yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mntt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove, Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn I raiss'd him on th' accostom'd hill, Along... | |
 | Great Britain - 1804 - 508 Seiten
...Aüd pore upon the brook that bubbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now fniiling asm fcorn, " Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, " Now drooping woeful wan, like one forlorn, " Or craz'd with care, or crofs'd in hopclef* love. " One morn 1 rnUVdhimon the cuftom'd hill, " Along the... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 Seiten
...And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. Hard by yon wood , now smiling , as in scorn, Mutt'ringh is wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping , woeful wan , like one forlorn , Or craz'd with care , or cross'd in hopeless love. ' One morn I miss'd him on th' accustom'd hill, ' Along... | |
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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. "Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies... 
