 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 pages
...round me, 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...Imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can ; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 pages
...round me, 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...Imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can ; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pages
...me, like the twining vine, And frniU, and foliage, not my own, seem'd mine. fiat now afflictions how me down to earth : Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth, Bnt oh ! each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, Mj duping spirit of Imagination.... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care 1 that they rob me of my mirth. Rut oh ! each visitation Swpend» he s 1 needs must feel, Rut to be Mill and patient, all I can ; And haply by abstruse research to «leal... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...me, like Ihe twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, scern'd mine. But now' affliction» that shudder'U, she unbound The cincture from beneath Suípende what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination. For not to think of what... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...round me, 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...imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient, all 1 can; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature... | |
 | 1834 - 512 pages
...round me, 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...Imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can ; And haply by abstruse research to steal This was my sole resource,... | |
 | 1836 - 758 pages
...m< Uphysical studies, to dull, if possible, the sense of pain. " But now afflictions bow me to the earth, Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth; But,...imagination — For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient all I can, And Imply by abstruse research to staid, From my own nature,... | |
 | 1836 - 804 pages
...if possihle, the sense of pain. " But now afflictions how me to the earth, Nor care I that they roh me of my mirth; But, oh, each visitation Suspends what Nature gave me at my hirth, My shaping spirit of imagination — For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to he still... | |
 | James Gillman - 1838 - 396 pages
...me, 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...imagination. - For not to think of what I needs must feel, " But to be .-till and patient, all I can ; " And haply by abstruse research to steal " From my own... | |
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But now afflictions bow me down to earth: Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth ; But oh! each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination. 
