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 my... The Life of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Pagina 88door James Gillman - 1838 - 362 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
| John Aikin - 1850 - 764 pagina’s
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light. VI he lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely bow me down to earth; Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth. But O ! each visitation Suspends what... | |
| 1851 - 610 pagina’s
...seem, if not destroyed, discrowned and obscured : " There was a time when though my path was rough, The joy within me dallied with distress, And all misfortunes...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,... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 728 pagina’s
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colors 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, seemed mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth, But... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 622 pagina’s
...charms or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colon a suffusion from that light VI. There was a time when, though my path was rough, This joy within mo dallied with distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 712 pagina’s
...or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colors a suffusion from that light. vi. Therg was a time when, though my path was rough, This joy within me Sallied with distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854 - 712 pagina’s
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colors 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, seemed mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth, But... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge - 1854 - 396 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...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... | |
| Half hours - 1856 - 456 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...dreams of happiness: For hope grew round me, like the twinin;,' vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mine. But now afflictions bow me down to... | |
| Half hours - 1856 - 650 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...within me dallied with distress, And all misfortunes wore but as the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness : For hope grew round me, like the twining... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 432 pagina’s
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light. Tt There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...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... | |
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