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" Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. "
Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue, and ... - Side 94
af Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 260 sider
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The Union: Or Select Scots and English Poems

Thomas Warton - 1753 - 164 sider
...Oft 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 ftretch, ' And pore upon the brook...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The Union: Or Select Scots and English Poems..

Thomas Warton - 1753 - 164 sider
...Oft have we feen him at the peep of dawn ' Brufhing with haity fteps the dews away, ' To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech r * That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noontide wou'd he ftretch,...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley].

Collection - 1755 - 378 sider
...Oft 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 wou'd he ftretch, * And pore upon the brook...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Ajax His Speech to the Grecian Knabbs, from Ovid's Metam. Lib.XIII ...

Ovid - 1755 - 306 sider
...or lonely contemplation leads ome kindred spirit to inquire thy fate ; >ly som« hoary-headed sage may say,— Oft' have we seen him, at the peep of dawn, ishing, with hasty steps, the dews away, i'o meet the judges, at the court in town. zre, at the foot...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The Union: Or, Select Scots and English Poems, Bind 1

Thomas Warton - 1759 - 168 sider
...fay, ' Oft have we feen him at the peep of dawn ' Bruflung with hafty 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 woii'd he ftretch, ' And pore upon the brook...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The Art of Poetry on a New Plan: Illustrated with a Great Variety of ...

John Newbery - 1762 - 292 sider
...Oft 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 brook...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The art of poetry on a new plan, illustrated with a great variety of ...

Art - 1762 - 290 sider
...Oft 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 i That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, i His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch,...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

A Collection of Poems: In Six Volumes, Bind 4

1765 - 414 sider
...Oft 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...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]. [2 other copies ...

Collection - 1765 - 418 sider
...Oft have we feen him at the peep of dawn * Brufhing with Jiafty fteps the dews away * To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. * There at the foot of yonder nodding beech c That rears its old fantaftic roots fo high, * His liftlefs length at noontide would he ftretch, c...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The Beauties of English Poesy, Bind 1

Oliver Goldsmith - 1767 - 294 sider
...Oft 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...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog




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