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" twixt Now and Then ! This breathing House not built with hands, This body that does me grievous wrong, O'er aery Cliffs and glittering Sands, How lightly then it flashed along... "
The Parent's Present - الصفحة 21
المحررون: - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 232
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The United States Magazine and Democratic Review, المجلد 20

1847 - عدد الصفحات: 608
...delicious tones of Coleridge himself, on " Youth and Age," cannot fail to be read with pleasure : — " Verse, a breeze mid blossoms straying, Where hope...and Poesy, When I was young! When I was young ! ah, woeful when ! Ah for the change 'twixt now and then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This...

The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 582
...that drowse my souU Work without hope draws nectar in a sieve. And hope without an object cannot live. he fomu Which grew up with you round the same fire-side,...ever heard the sabbath-bells Without the infidel's sc a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young! When I was young ? — Ah, woful when ! Ah...

Punch, المجلد 94

1888 - عدد الصفحات: 324
...SPEAKER'S outstretched hand, and then goes Ms way, trying to remember his COLERIDGE— " Life went a-Maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When...woful when ! Ah, for the change "twixt now and then ! '* Still Constitution attacked by Irish, undermined by Socialists, hampered by Grand Old Mannists,...

Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth Century

1842 - عدد الصفحات: 504
...May He shed healing on the sore disgrace, He, the great Comforter that rules above ! YOUTH AND AOF. Verse, a breeze mid blossoms straying Where Hope clung...When I was young? Ah, woful when! Ah ! for the change 'twist now and then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This body that does me grievous wrong,...

The Presbyterian review and religious journal, المجلد 16

1843 - عدد الصفحات: 1068
...air, Love them for what they are; nor lore them less, Because to thee they are not what they were." YOUTH AND AGE. " Verse, a breeze mid blossoms straying,...Life went a Maying With nature, hope, and poesy, When 1 was young! When I was young? Ah, woful when! Ah! for the change 'twixt now and then! This breathing...

Sketches of the History of Literature and Learning in England ..., المجلدات 5-6

George Lillie Craik - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 484
...object cannot live. To about the same date belongs the following, entitled ' Youth and Age :'— Youth, a breeze mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding,...Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young ? — Ah, woeful when ! Ah ! for the change 'twixt now and then ! This breathing house not built with hands,...

Cyclopædia of English literature, المجلد 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 746
...strength, Stands the mute sister, Patience, nothing loath, And both supporting, does the work of both. QT O ز 낙 `1 * jv / 'i_ s̈́ f % O...? } ʨ|t G6 - / } so^ ` UCV G C Li a-Maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young? Ah, woful when ! Ah, for...

Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., المجلد 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 738
...mute sister, Patience, nothing loath, And both supporting, does the work of both. Youth and Age. Vene, a-May ing With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young? Ah, woful when ! Ah, for...

Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 278
...than this fiction of the " ancestral voices ?" Methinks I hear them, out of the blackness of the past. YOUTH AND AGE. Verse, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying,...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 when ! Ah, for...

Imagination and fancy; or Selections from the English poets, with critical ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...than this fiction of the " ancestral voices ?" Methinks I hear them, out of the blackness of the past. YOUTH AND AGE. Verse, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying,...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...




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