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" There was a time when, though my path was rough, This joy within me dallied with distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness : For hope grew round me, like the twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not... "
Selections from the Prose Writings of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Страница viii
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Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 страници
...with distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness : For hope grew round me, like the twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seem'd mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth, But...

The British poets of the nineteenth century, including the select works of ...

British poets - 1828 - 838 страници
...me, like the twining vine, And frniU, and foliage, not my own, seem'd mine. fiat now afflictions how me down to earth : Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth, Bnt oh ! each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, Mj duping spirit of Imagination....

The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One ..., Том 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 страници
...with distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness: For hope grew round me, like the twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mine. Bat DOW afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care 1 that they rob me of my mirth. Rut oh ! each visitation...

The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 страници
...me, like Ihe twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, scern'd mine. But now' affliction» that shudder'U, she unbound The cincture from beneath Suípende what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination. For not to think of what...

Letters, Conversations, and Recollections of S. T. Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 270 страници
...distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness; When hope grew round me like the twining vine, And fruits and foliage, not my own, seemed mine:" " But seared thoughts now bow me down to earth, Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth. But, oh ! each visitation...

Letters, Conversations, and Recollections of S. T. Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 274 страници
...distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness; When hope grew round me like the twining vine, And fruits and foliage, not my own, seemed mine:" I might then have some hope of conveying to you, with good effect, the results of my experience. "...

University Magazine: A Literary and Philosophic Review, Том 8

1836 - 804 страници
...if possihle, the sense of pain. " But now afflictions how me to the earth, Nor care I that they roh me of my mirth; But, oh, each visitation Suspends what Nature gave me at my hirth, My shaping spirit of imagination — For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to he still...

The Life of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Том 1

James Gillman - 1838 - 386 страници
...happiness : " For hope grew round me, like the twining vine, " And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seem'd mine. " But now afflictions bow me down to earth:...Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth, " But oh 1 each visitation " Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, " My shaping spirit of imagination. "...

The Life of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Том 1

James Gillman - 1838 - 396 страници
...distress, " And all misfortunes were but as the stuff " Whence fancy made me dreams of happiness : " For hope grew round me, like the twining vine, " And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seem'd mine. " But now afflictions bow me down to earth : - - Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth,...

The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 страници
...with distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness : For hope grew round me, like the twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seem'd mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth. But...




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