 | Epes Sargent - 1870 - 336 páginas
...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. For, 0 ! he stood beside me, like my youth, — Transformed for me the real... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1871 - 336 páginas
...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. For, O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, — Transformed for me the real... | |
 | Friedrich Schiller - 1872
...LITERALLY. I shall grieve down this blow, of that I'm conscious : What dints not man grieve down 1 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1873 - 420 páginas
...himself : for the strong hours Conquer him. Yet 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 exhalations... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 534 páginas
...from the vilest thing of every day He learns to wean himself; for the from the highest strong hours Conquer him. Yet 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,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1874 - 420 páginas
...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. For O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transformed for me the real to a... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 534 páginas
...himself; for the strong hours Conquer him. Yet 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 familiar With golden exhalations... | |
 | Historical Society of Delaware - 1879
...the highest. As from the vilest thing .of every day He leams 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. For, O ! he stood beside me like my youth, Transformed for me the real to a... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1880
...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. For O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transformed for me the real to a... | |
 | Mary Wilder Tileston - 1880 - 223 páginas
...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. For O ! he stood beside me. like my youth, Transformed for me the real to a... | |
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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. 
