 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1874 - 470 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. Coun. O be not... | |
 | 1875 - 162 pagina’s
...close thus : — " For O, he stood beside me like my youth, Transformed for me the Real into 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." When Dryden, Coleridge,... | |
 | Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton - 1876 - 432 pagina’s
...parted from ui. » * * * * 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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1877 - 522 pagina’s
...genius — more especially it is that of the poet — to consecrate the common things of life — " Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn." Time has changed many of them, no doubt ; indeed, we know that ruthless railroad layers have swept... | |
 | William Howitt - 1877 - 732 pagina’s
...around her. Every tree, and flower, and tuft of moss that sprung amidst its green recesses, •n-as invested with some individual charm by that rich imagination, so skilled in — 14 Clothing the palpahle and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn." Here, on what the... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1878 - 696 pagina’s
...sweet fancies, and her children playing around her. Every tree and flower, and tuft of moss that sprang amidst its green recesses, was invested with some...individual charm by that rich Imagination, so skilled in " Clnthinc Ihr ]>-»tr лЫ.> nuil the flimiliar With golden exhAlatloni of the dawn." Here, on what... | |
 | Historical Society of Delaware - 1879 - 654 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." Such, Mr. President,... | |
 | Iza Duffus Hardy - 1880 - 350 pagina’s
...translation, " For, oh ! she 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 !" Grace was her little Grace no longer ; was a wife, married that day, and she, Roberta, not there... | |
 | Mary Wilder Tileston - 1880 - 248 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. FRIEDRICH VON... | |
 | William Mellen Chamberlain - 1881 - 408 pagina’s
...the mind unbound, — "She who stands beside me like my youth, Transforms for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn." He was sitting bent over the fire, now smouldering. Two sticks which had kindled fell apart, the burning... | |
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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. 
