...their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred Spirit shall enquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed Swain may say, "...dews away, " To meet the sun upon the upland lawn [4]. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, " That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high,...

...their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred Spirit shall enquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed Swain may say, "...dews away, " To meet the sun upon the upland lawn [44], " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, " That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high,...

...the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink, With me the Muse shall sit, and think ' At ease reclin'd There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes...stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. Many passages which powerfully appeal to the heart, and which may, indeed, be esteemed very striking...

...their artless tale relate. If chance, hy lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred Spirit shall enquire thy fate. Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, "...upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding heech, That wreaths its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch....

...chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spiiit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary- headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep...upland lawn. 'There at the foot of yonder nodding beeclr, 'That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, 'His listless length at noon-tide would he...

...their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred Spirit shall enquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed Swain may say, "...dews away, " To meet the sun upon the upland lawn [44], ful interrogatory. Who is there, what indifferent wretch ever existed, who, a prey to dull for'getfulness,...

...broad arrow with the forked head " Misses," &c. Steevens. 7 — — as he lay along Under an oak, &c. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech " That wreathes...stretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by." Much marked of the melancholy .Tuques, Stood on the extremest verge of the swift brook, Augmenting...

...of nature cries, E'en in our ashes* live their wonted fires. For thce, who mindful of th* unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate,...stretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by. Hark ' how the sacred calm, tbat breathes around, Bids every fierce tumultuous passion cease. In atill...

...nature cries , Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate...would he stretch, » And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. v >, Hard by yon wood , now smiling as in scorn, » Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would...

...their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall enquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, "...stretch, " And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 146 " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would rove ; "...