 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...  The Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Pagina 284door Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 388 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Mary Ann Reynolds Page - 1873 - 226 pagina’s
...and better period of his life, remained true of her to the end. " There was a time," he says, — " When though my path was rough, This joy within me...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1874 - 470 pagina’s
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light. Yt. There was a. time when, though my path was rough,...not my own, seemed mine, But now afflictions bow me dov.-n to earth : Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth, But oh ! each visitation Suspends what nature... | |
 | Stopford Augustus Brooke - 1874 - 396 pagina’s
...manhood's time is the Ode to Dejection, one verse of which too well represenfs the ruin of his life. There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...the stuff \ Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness i For Hope grew.round me, like the twining vine, '^ And fruits, and foliage, uot mine own, seemed i... | |
 | Henry Norman Hudson - 1875 - 728 pagina’s
...charms or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light. There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...twining vine, And fruits and foliage, not my own, seem'd mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth ; Nor c*re I that they rob me of my mirth: But... | |
 | Stopford Augustus Brooke - 1875 - 374 pagina’s
...manhood's time is the Ode to Dejection, one verse of which too well represents the ruin of his life. There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...like the twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not mine own, seemed mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care I that they rob me of my... | |
 | 1876 - 564 pagina’s
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colors a suffusion from that light. VL There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff For hope grew round me, like the twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mine. But... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1877 - 416 pagina’s
...ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light. VI.* There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1877 - 408 pagina’s
...ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light. vI.* There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...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... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 pagina’s
...ear or sight — All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colors a suffusion from that light. YL There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1878 - 826 pagina’s
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light. VI. There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...with distress. And all misfortunes were but as the stuif Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness : For Hope grew round me, like the twininjr vine, And... | |
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