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" There was a time when, though 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. "
The Poetics of Disappointment: Wordsworth to Ashbery - Page 3
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Narrative and Miscellaneous Papers: System of the heavens as revealed by ...

Thomas De Quincey - 1853
...In the beautiful though unequal ode entitled Dejection, stanza six, occurs the following passage : ' For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to...And haply by abstruse research to steal • From my orcn nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my only plan ; Till that, which suits...
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The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an ..., Volume 7

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853
...For hope grew 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...they rob me of my mirth, But oh ! each visitation • ; t . . Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, "I My shaping spirit of Imagination. For not...
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Narrative and Miscellaneous Papers: System of the heavens as revealed by ...

Thomas De Quincey - 1853
...In the beautiful though unequal ode entitled Dejection, stanza six, occurs the following passage : ' For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient all I can ; Ami haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole...
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The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an ..., Volume 7

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854
...: For hope grew 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...must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can r And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — TO. Hence, viper...
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The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an ..., Volume 3

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854
...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...
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Half-hours with the best authors, selected by C. Knight, Volume 1

Half hours - 1856
...For hope grew round me, like the twinin;,' vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth ; Nor care...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...
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The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an ..., Volume 3

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1858
...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...
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Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, Volume 6

Beautiful poetry - 1859
...happiness: For hope grew 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 of my mirth, My shaping spirit of imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel, But oh ! each visitation...
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A Compendious History of English Literature and of the English ..., Volume 2

George Lillie Craik - English language - 1861
...; For hope grew 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 of my mirth, But ab ! each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination. For...
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The Poems of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1863 - 404 pages
...: For Hope grew 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...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...
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