 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1835
...grieve down ? As from the vilest thing of every day He learns to wean himself: for the strong hours Conquer him ; yet I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanish'd from ray life. For O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transfonn'd for me the real to a dream, Clothing... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 403 páginas
...th' highest, As from the vilest thing of every day He learns to wean himself; for the strong hours Conquer him. Yet I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanish 'd from my life. For O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transform 'd for me the real to... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 603 páginas
...From the highest As from the vilest thing of every day He learns to wean himself: for the strong hours Conquer him. Yet I feel what I have lost In him. The...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1838 - 464 páginas
...th' highest, As from the vilest thing of every day He learns to wean himself; for the strong hours Conquer him. Yet I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanish 'd from my life. For O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transform'd for me the real to a... | |
 | Elizabeth Fries Ellet - 1839 - 296 páginas
...in his recurrence to their past friendship ! " I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is 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 exhalation*... | |
 | Richard Brinsley Sheridan, Leigh Hunt - 1840 - 153 páginas
...the As from the vilest thing of every day [highest, He learns to wean himself : for the strong hours Conquer him Yet I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanish'd from my life. For О I he stood beside me, like my youth, Transform'd for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable... | |
 | Jane Thomas (née Pinhorn) - 1841
...vain to deny it — to struggle against it — "'I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vimish'd from my life. For O ! 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 fortune waits... | |
 | Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller - 1844
...the As from the vilest thing of every day [highest, He learns to wean himself : for the strong hours Conquer him Yet I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanish'd from my life. For OI he stood beside me, like my youth, Transform'd for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 546 páginas
...from the vilest tiling of every day He learns to wean himself,: for the strong hours Conquer him. Yot I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanish'd from my Ufe. For O! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transform'd for me the real to a dream, Clothing the... | |
 | Friedrich Schiller - 1846
...! LITERALLY. I shall grieve down this blow, of that I'm conscious : What does not man grieve down t Conquer him. Yet I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanish 'd from my life. For O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transform 'd for me the real to... | |
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From the highest, As from the vilest thing of every day He learns to wean himself ; for the strong hours Conquer him. Yet I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanished from my life. 
