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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. "
A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]. - Page 5
by Collection - 1755
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The Recreations of a Country Parson. Second Series

Andrew Kennedy Hutchison Boyd, Recreations - 1861 - 474 pages
...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 he would rove; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one...
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Choice Poems and Lyrics

Choice poems - 1862 - 368 pages
...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 he would rove; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one...
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Gleanings from the English poets, Chaucer to Tennyson, with biogr. notices ...

English poets - 1862 - 626 pages
...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 he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one...
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English sacred poetry, of the sixteenth, seventeenth, eighteenth and ...

Robert Eldridge Aris Willmott - 1862 - 418 pages
...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, would he rove ; Now drooping woful-wan, like one...
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The Progressive English reading books, Volume 3

Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1862 - 392 pages
...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 he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one...
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Half-hours with our sacred poets [an anthology] ed. by A.H. Grant

Half hours - 1863 - 408 pages
...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 he would rove ; Now drooping, woful, wan, like one...
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Best Remembered Poems

Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 pages
...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 he would rove, Now drooping, woeful wan, like one...
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The Columbia Anthology of British Poetry

Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 pages
...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 scom, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove, Now drooping, woeful wan, like one...
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The Classic Hundred Poems: All-time Favorites

William Harmon - 1998 - 386 pages
...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, Mutfring his wayward fancies he would rove, Now dropping, woeful wan, like one...
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Rereading Russian Poetry

Stephanie Sandler - 1999 - 388 pages
..."That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, "His listless length at noontide wou'd he stretch, "And pore upon the brook that babbles by. "Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, 105 "Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove, "Now drooping, woeful wan, like...
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