 | 1823 - 782 pagina’s
...from my life— For O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transform \l for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful is vanish'd, and returns not. Count. O, be not... | |
 | 1823 - 858 pagina’s
...from my life— For О ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transform'd for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils. The beautiful is vanish'd, and returns not. Count. O, be not... | |
 | 1823 - 772 pagina’s
...from my life— For О ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transfonn'd for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful is vanish'd, and returns not. Count. O, be not... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1828 - 444 pagina’s
...vanished from my life. For O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transformed for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful is vanished — and returns not. COUNTESS, O... | |
 | 1830 - 592 pagina’s
...and thing, through the medium of her imagination, and that ' Transformed for her the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and the familiar / With golden exhalations of the dawn.' pp. 112 — 114. Years pass away : we need not say how they were passed, but the result is expressively... | |
 | Maria Jane Jewsbury - 1830 - 334 pagina’s
...and thing, through the medium of her imagination, and that Transformed for her the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. V London was enchanted ground, London life a paradisaical state of existence, and the summons to leave... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pagina’s
...vanish'd" from my life. For O! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transform'd for mo the real to a dream. ions who s Whatever fortunes wait my future toil«, The beautiful is vanish'd — and returns not. • COUNTESS.... | |
 | Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton - 1832 - 228 pagina’s
...daily things of existence—our feelings teach us to yearn after the far, the difficult, the unseen, ' Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn.' But' the golden exhalations' last not—our fancies make the opium of our life, the rapture and the... | |
 | Edward George E.L. Bulwer- Lytton (1st baron.) - 1834 - 424 pagina’s
...from us. * * * * * • He stood beside us, like our youth, Transform'd for us the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn.* The disappointment we experienced when Byron departed from the one ideal image, in which alone our... | |
 | Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton - 1836 - 402 pagina’s
...things of existence — our feelings teach us to yearn after the far, the difficult, the unseen, * Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn.' But ' the golden exhalations' last not — our fancies make the opium of our life, the rapture and... | |
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Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful is vanished — and returns not. 
