 | Thomas De Quincey - 1863 - 270 pagini
...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 be still and patient all I can ; And haply Tiy abstruse research to steal, From my own nature, all the natural man; This was my sole resource,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 720 pagini
...the twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mirte. But now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth,...For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to he still and patient, all I can ; And haply by abstruse research to steal • From my own nature all... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 332 pagini
...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,...spirit of Imagination. For not to think of what I nee Is must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can ; And haply by abstruse research to steal... | |
 | John Weiss - 1864 - 522 pagini
...And fruits and foliage not my own seem'd mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor heed I that they rob me of my mirth. But oh, each visitation...imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel, And to be still and patient, all I can, And, haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 772 pagini
...develop themselves ; — my fancy, and the love of nature, and the sense of beanty 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 researeh to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This... | |
 | 1901 - 834 pagini
...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." In Bngland again in 1806, a physical and mental wreck, he remained there till 1816, when he committed... | |
 | John Weiss - 1864 - 534 pagini
...And fruits and foliage not my own seem'd mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor heed I that they rob me of my mirth. But oh, each visitation Sitxpends, what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of imagination. For not to think of what... | |
 | 1865 - 540 pagini
...Keswick in 1602, he laments the decay within himself of the shaping imagination, and says, that ..." By abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man; Tliis was my sole resource, my only plan, Till that which suits ap irt infects the whole, And now is... | |
 | 1866 - 394 pagini
...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...research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — vil. Hence, viper thoughts, that coil around my mind, Reality's dark dream ! I turn from you, and... | |
 | Sunday readings - 1867 - 232 pagini
...like a 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,...me at my birth, My shaping spirit of imagination. # " * * * # Reality's dark dream! I turn from you, and listen to the wind, Hence, viper thoughts, that... | |
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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. 
