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...true, With Daphnis I may vie, though judg'd by you. We are reminded alfo of a paflage in Gray's Elegy : His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. Ver. 212. The headlong mountains, and the downward fkies : The wat'ry landfcape of the...

...There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantallic roots fo high. His liftlcfs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, And pore upon the brook that bubblei by. i Нага Hard by yond wood, now fmiling, as in fcorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies,...

...at the foot of yonder nodding beach, " That wreathes it's old fantaftic root fo high, " His lifllefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 104 " Hard by yon' wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, " Mutt'ring his v.'ayward fancies, he would rove...

...the upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, " That wreathes its old fantaftic root fo high, " His liftlefs length at noontide would he...the brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now failing as in fcorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; " Now drooping, woeful wan !...

...upland lawn. «« There at thefoot of yonder nodding beech " That wreathes its old fantaftic routs fo high, « His liftlefs length at noon-tide would...babbles by. «• Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcom, " Mutt' ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove ; " Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn,...

...at the foot of ynnder nodding beech " That wreathes its old f.muitic roots fo high, " His lilllefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " VWby yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, " Mutt' ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove ; " Now drooping,...

...That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, " His listless 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'ringhiswaywardfancies, he wouldrove; " Now drooping, woeful wan, like one...

...That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, " His listless length at noontide would he stretchi " 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...

...That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, 'His listless 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; 4 Now drooping, woeful wan ! like...