 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854 - 766 páginas
...themseb-es ; — my fancy, and the love of nature, and the sense of beauty in forms and sounds.* . . " • * [For not to think of what I needs must; feel, , . But to be still and patient, nil I can ; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man— This... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 456 páginas
...the twinin;,' 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....must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can ; Aiid haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1858 - 274 páginas
...conveying to you with good effect the results of my experience. " But seared thoughts now bow me down to earth, Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth....steal From my own nature all the natural man, — This is my sole resource, my only plan ; Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almost... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1858 - 770 páginas
...develop themselves ; — my fancy, and the love of nature, and the sense of beauty in forms and sounds.* [For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and paticnt, nil I can ; And haply by abstruse research- to steal From my own nature all the natural man... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1859 - 420 páginas
...like the twining vine, And fruits and foliage, not my own seem'd mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth, My shaping spirit of imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel, But oh ! each visitation... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1861 - 390 páginas
...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,...my own nature all the natural man—- This was my soul resource, my only plan : Till that which suits a part infects the whole, \ VII. Hence, viper thoughts,... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1861 - 580 páginas
...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 ab ! each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination. For... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1863 - 446 páginas
...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,...can ; And haply by abstruse research to steal From ray own nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my only plan : Till that which suits... | |
 | Thomas De Quincey - 1863 - 358 páginas
...beautiful though unequal ode entitled Dejection, stanza sixth, occurs the following passage : — " For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to...research to steal From my own nature all the natural man, — Thia was my sole resource, my only plan ; Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now... | |
 | Thomas De Quincey - 1863 - 272 páginas
...his own soul ; burying himself in the profoundest abstractions, from life and human sensibilities. " For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to...; And haply by abstruse research to steal, From my mm, nature, all the natural man ; This was my sole resource, my only plan ; Till that, which suits... | |
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... 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, 80 And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mine. 
