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...peep of dawn " Brushing with hasty steps the dew away, " To meet the sun upon the upland l«wn. •« There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, " That wreathes its old fantastic root so high, " His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, " And pore upon the brook that bubbles...

...' To meet the sun upon the upland lawn, ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, ' That wreaths its old fantastic roots so high, ' His listless length...noontide would he stretch, ' And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, ' Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove...

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...peep of dawn. " Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, " To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech " That wreathes...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...

...peep of dawn, " Brushing, with hasty steps, the dews away, " To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, " That...noontide would he stretch, " And pore upon the brook that bubbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies, he would...

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...To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. • There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, ' That wreaths its old fantastic roots so high, • His listless length at noontide would he stretch, • And pour upon the brook that bubbles by. • Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, 0. • Mutt'ring...

...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 iantaftic roots fo high, His liftlefs length at noon.tide would he ilretch, And pour upon the brook...