 | George Merriam - 1828 - 286 Seiten
...wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful wan ! like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed...the accustomed hill, Along the heath, and near his fav'rite tree ; Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood, was he :... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1828 - 320 Seiten
...yon wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove; Now drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed...the accustomed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree : Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood, was he: "... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 418 Seiten
...And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 11 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 craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. 12 One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill. Along... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1829 - 290 Seiten
...wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed...the accustomed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree : Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood, was he :... | |
 | 1829 - 460 Seiten
...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, woeful,...Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love.' These are the extremes, between which will be met with every shade of difference in rudeness and in... | |
 | William Scott - 1829 - 420 Seiten
...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 forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. One morn I rmss'd him on th' accustomed hill, Along... | |
 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 Seiten
...And pore upon the brook that bubbles 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 craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn I miss'd him on the 'custom'd hill, Along... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 Seiten
...yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, t golden showers of plenty o'er the land ; But tyranny has fixed h IOT«. 'One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near hie favourite tree ; Another... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1831 - 294 Seiten
...Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed wkh care, or crossed in hopeless love. " One morn I missed...the accustomed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree : Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood, was he :... | |
 | Moses Severance - 1832 - 312 Seiten
...wood, now smiling, as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love. 28. " One morn I missed him on th' accustomed hill, Along the heath, and near his favorite tree : Another... | |
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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... 
