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" 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 may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away... "
The Works of Thomas Gray: Containing His Poems, and Correspondence with ... - Page 64
by Thomas Gray - 1807
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A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]. [2 other copies ...

Collection - 1765 - 418 pages
...c That rears its old fantaftic roots fo high, * His liftlefs length at noontide would he ftretch, c And pore upon the brook that babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like...
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A Collection of Poems: In Six Volumes, Volume 4

English poetry - 1765 - 414 pages
...have we feen him at the peep of dawn c Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away * To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. * There at the foot of yonder nodding beech * That rears its old fantaftic roots fo high, * His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, * And pore...
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The Beauties of English Poesy, Volume 1

Oliver Goldsmith - English poetry - 1767 - 294 pages
...have we feen him, at the peep of dawn, Bruming, with hatty fleps, the dews away, To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wriths its old fantaftic roots fo high, His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, And pore...
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Poems by Mr. Gray

Thomas Gray - Cats - 1768 - 140 pages
...have we feen him at the peep of dawn * Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away * To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. * There at the foot of yonder nodding beech * That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, * His liftlefs length at noontide would he flretch, * And pore upon the brook...
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Poems, Volume 1

Thomas Gray - English poetry - 1768 - 142 pages
...ftreteh» ' And pore upon the brook that babbles 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, c Or craz'd with care, or crofs'd in hopelefs love. A COUNTRY CHURCH-YARD. 119 e One morn I mifs'd...
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Poems by Mr. Gray

Thomas Gray - 1768 - 200 pages
...dawn «' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away, " To meet the Sun upon the upland lawn. 26. • *' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech " That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, " His liftlefs length at noontide would he ftretch, « And pore upon the brook...
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A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes, Volume 4

Robert Dodsley - English poetry - 1770 - 402 pages
...have we feen him at the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away ' To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech * That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, • And pore upon the...
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Poems by Mr. Gray

Thomas Gray - 1770 - 134 pages
...That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, * His liftlefs length at noontide would he flretch, ' And pore upon the brook that babbles by. * Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, * Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove, * Now drooping, woeful wan, like...
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Elegia inglese ... sopra un cimitero di campagna, trasportata in verso ital ...

Thomas Gray - 1772 - 60 pages
...feen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hafty fteps the dews , away » • To meet the fun upon the upland lawn There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fohigh, His liillefs length at noontide Would he ftretch, And pore upon the brook that...
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The Moral Miscellany: Or, a Collection of Select Pieces, in Prose and Verse ...

English literature - 1773 - 394 pages
...Oft have we feen him at the peep of dawn Bruming with hafty fteps the dews away To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantallic roots fo high, His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch,. And pore upon the brook...
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