 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 622 páginas
...'mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life »cnt a-mnying ce too which makes Héroe« of us all. ESSAY II. Le plus fort n'est jamais woful when ! Ah for the change 'Iwixt now and then! This breathing house not built with hands, This... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1853 - 800 páginas
...AGE. Verse, a breeze raid blossoms straying Where Hope clung feeding, like a hce — Itoth were mine ! Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! W/tfn I was youny? Ah woful tchen.' Ah for the change 'twixt now anil then! Tliis breathing hoiice... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1853 - 314 páginas
...: "Verse, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying1, Where hope clung feeding like a bee— Both were mine ! Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young 1 When I was young 1 ah, woeful when ! Ah for the change 'twixt now and then ! This breathing house... | |
 | 1854 - 402 páginas
...rural peace, They lived devout on earth, and sought in Heaven their rest. YOUTH AND AGE. 11Y COLKBIDOE. VERSE, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young ? — Ah, waful... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge - 1854 - 396 páginas
...might but take the tHings Youth needed not. WORDSWORTH, The Small Celandine. YOUTH AND AGE * VEKSE, a breeze mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went a Maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young ? — Ah, woful... | |
 | Richard Wright Procter - 1855 - 490 páginas
...1828. VERSE, a breeze, mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clings feeding like a bee, Both were mine ! Life went a-Maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young ? — Ah, woful when ! Ah, for the change 'twixt now and then ! This house of clay not built with hands, This... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 612 páginas
...Wordsworth. Life, like a dome of many-eolour'd glass Staint the white radianee of eternity. I Shelley. ' Life went a-maying With nature, hope, and poesy, When I was young. ' Coleridge. And is not youth, as faney tells, Lite's summer prime of joy ? Ah, no ! for hopes too... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - 1856 - 360 páginas
..." Verse, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee— Both were mine ! Life went a-Maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young ? Ah woeful ioken I Ah for the change 'twixt now and then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This body... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - 1856 - 358 páginas
...genius, and seems to me to be nearly perfect in its touchingly simple and serene beauty : — " Veree, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went a- Maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young 1 Ah woeful... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 432 páginas
...youth Ag« might bat take the things Youth needed not. WOBDSTOETH, The Small Celandine. YOUTH AND AGE.* VERSE, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went a maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young 1 — Ah, woful... | |
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mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine! Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young? — Ah, woful when! Ah ! for the change 'twixt Now and Then ! This breathing house not... 
