 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1890 - 412 páginas
...so good English as reccus caspcs is good Latin. 2 Shaping, $c.] Compare Dejection : an Ode : — " What Nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of imagination." 3 Morning's feverous doze.'] Compare The Pains of Slrtp. Is this l piled earth our being's passless... | |
 | Thomas De Quincey - 1891 - 320 páginas
...like 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...me at my birth, My shaping spirit of imagination." And then follow the lines which De Quincey has quoted, which are imperfect and less emphatic without... | |
 | Thomas De Quincey - 1891 - 320 páginas
...like the twining vine. And fruits and foliage not my own seemed mine. Hut now afflictions bow me down to earth, Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth ; Hut oh ! each visitation Suspends what Nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of imagination."... | |
 | Jack Stillinger - 1994 - 268 páginas
...the climbing Vine, And Leaves and Fruitage, not my own, seem'd mine! But now Ill-tidings bow me down to Earth — Nor care I, that they rob me of my Mirth; But O! each Visitation 240 Suspends, what Nature gave me at my Birth, My shaping Spirit of Imagination... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 páginas
...REJOINDER TO A CRITIC You may be right: "How can I dare to feel?" May be the only question I can pose, "And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man" My sole resource. And I do not suppose That others may not have a better plan. And yet I'll quote again,... | |
 | Willard Spiegelman - 1995 - 234 páginas
...twining vine, 80 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 shaping spirit of Imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient,... | |
 | Morton D. Paley - 1999 - 164 páginas
...(CPW i. 364). The metaphysical explanation reappears: For not to think of what I needs must feel, Mui to be still and patient, all I can; And haply by abstruse...steal From my own nature all the natural man — This w as my sole resource, my onh plan: Till that which snits a part infests the whole, And now is almost... | |
 | Thomas Stearns Eliot - 1996 - 476 páginas
...think: TSE marked Defection 87-90 in his copy of Coleridge's Poetical Works (1907, Houghton Library): For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to...research to steal From my own nature all the natural man i—2 feel . . . think . . . pen and ink: twelve days after his father's death, TSE wrote to his mother,... | |
 | Kenneth R. Johnston - 1998 - 1018 páginas
...rough, This joy within me dallied with distress . . . But now afflictions bow me down to earth: . . . each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination. (82-86) Very possibly it was Coleridge's publishing of "Dejection" at this cruel juncture that determined... | |
 | Hans Werner Breunig - 2002 - 356 páginas
...be merely re-formulating old problems." My genial spirits fail (39) But now afflictions bow me down to earth: Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth. 7 Wordsworth entsprungen zu sein scheint),8 der Philosophie Kants, Schellings, Fichtes, Jacobis und... | |
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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. 
