 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1869 - 204 стор.
...: For hope grew round me, like the twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed 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. For not... | |
 | Mary Ann Reynolds Page - 1873 - 226 стор.
...with distress ; And all misfortunes were but as the stuff, Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness. " But now afflictions bow me down to earth, Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth ; But O, each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of imagination." But... | |
 | 1876 - 564 стор.
...stuff For hope grew round me, like the twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth ; Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth. But O ! each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of imagination. For... | |
 | Arthur Cayley Headlam - 1894 - 548 стор.
...increasing estrangement from his wife ; and in it he laments the decay of his poetic faculties : ' But now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care...me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination.' It is a melancholy poem, and still more so when we remember that the remainder of his life only proved... | |
 | Thomas De Quincey - 1876 - 636 стор.
...the beautiful though unequal ode entitled Dejection, stanza six, occurs the following passage : — " For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient all I can, And haply by abstrute research to steal From my men nature all the natural man, — This was my sole resource, my... | |
 | Thomas De Quincey - 1876 - 726 стор.
...profoundest abstractions, from liib »nd human sensibilities. ' For not to think of what I needs most feel, But to be still and patient all I can; And haply by abttruse research to steal, From my own nature, all the natural man : This was my sole resource, my... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1877 - 416 стор.
...: 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...For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be^still and patient, all I can ; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 стор.
...happiness. For hope grew round me like the twining vine; And fruits and foliage, not my own, seemed mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth, Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth ; But oh I each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of imagination. For not... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 648 стор.
...: For hope grew round me, like the twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care...must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can ; yAnd haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole... | |
 | Joseph Kaines - 1880 - 146 стор.
...intellectual analysis had brought him : the moral as well as intellectual collapse which ensued. When— Not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be...all I can, And haply by abstruse research to steal, This was my sole resource, my only plan ; Till what befits a part infects the whole, And now has almost... | |
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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. 
