 | William Collins - English poetry - 1844 - 328 pages
...rove; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or cross'd in hopeless low. ' One morn I miss'd him on the 'custom'd hill, Along...and near his fav'rite tree ; Another came; nor yet heside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow... | |
 | Leonor de Almeida Portugal Lorena e Lencastre Alorna (Marquesa de) - 1844 - 298 pages
...length at noon-tide would he stretch, 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, woful wan ! like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. «One morn I miss'd... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1845 - 92 pages
...Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful, wan, like one forlorn, XXVII. " One morn, I miss'd him on the 'custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; Another came, — nor yet beside the rill, XXVIII. I " The next, with dirges due,... | |
 | Thomas Gray - Death - 1845 - 92 pages
...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. Mii.JEW YOUK riJ.-iLIC LIBRARY AbT'Jrt.L-.NOX ASO iLUi-N -O'JH.'/ilMJNt. xxvin. " One morn, I miss'd... | |
 | Thomas Gray - English poetry - 1847 - 276 pages
...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, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. " One morn I miss'd... | |
 | Book - English poetry - 1847 - 216 pages
...labour done, Oft as the woodlark piped her farewell song, With wistful eyes pursue the setting sun. Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring...his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful-wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. One morn I miss'd him... | |
 | James Sheridan Knowles - Elocution - 1847 - 344 pages
...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, Mutt'ring...his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with care, or cross'd in hopeless love " One morn, I miss'd... | |
 | English poetry - 1848 - 468 pages
...stretch, And pore upon the hrook that babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping,...on the custom'd 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 ;... | |
 | 1848 - 808 pages
...fancies, he would rove; Now drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, Or crazed with cure, or cru&a'd in hopeless love. One morn I miss'd him on the 'custom'd hill, Along ihe heulh, anil near hie fav'rile tree ; Another came ; nor yet beside Ihe rill, Nor up the lawn, nor... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 pages
...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, Mutt'ring...his wayward fancies, he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful, wan, lik« one forlorn, Or eraz'd with care, or crossed in hopeless love. " One morn I miss'd... | |
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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, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies... 
