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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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English Men of Letters, Volume 10

John Morley - Authors, English - 1894
...: 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 0 ! each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination. For...
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Herbert Vanlennert

Charles Francis Keary - 1895 - 515 pages
...was left ? Well, there was something left. Once he happened to light upon some lines of Coleridge : " But now afflictions bow me down to earth; Nor care...me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination." These lines he learned by heart and used to repeat them to himself with an infinite self-pity. But...
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Coleridge's The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1895 - 48 pages
...me of my mirth, But oh ! each visitation Suspends what Nature gave me at my birth. My shaping power of imagination. For not to think of what I needs must...patient, all I can ; And haply by abstruse research to seal From my own nature all the natural man ;— This was my sole resource, my only plan : Till that...
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The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1895 - 192 pages
...dallied with distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff But now afflictions bow me to the earth, Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth, But...Suspends what Nature gave me at my birth, My shaping power of imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel. But to be still and patient, all...
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Coleridge's The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1895 - 48 pages
...twining vine, And fruit and foliage not my own seemed mine. i I i i But now afflictions bow me to the earth, Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth, But...Suspends what Nature gave me at my birth. My shaping power of imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel. But to be still and patient, all...
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Letters of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Volume 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - BIOGRAPHY & AUTOBIOGRAPHY - 1895 - 4 pages
...(i20-28. For Hope grew round me. like the climbing vine, And fruit, 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, Rut oh ! each visitation Susjwnds what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination....
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The Collected Writings of Thomas De Quincey, Volume 2

Thomas De Quincey, David Masson - 1896
...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...; And haply by abstruse research to steal, From my yum nature, all the natural man ; This was my sole resource, my only plan ; Till that, which suits...
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The Collected Writings of Thomas De Quincey, Volume 5

Thomas De Quincey, David Masson - Authors, English - 1897 - 460 pages
...beautiful though unequal ode entitled Dejection, stanza sixth, occurs the following passage : — " For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to...can, And haply by abstruse research to steal From illy own nature all the natural man, — This was my sole resource, my only plan ; Till that which...
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Coleridge's Ancient Mariner, Kubla Khan and Christabel

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Huntington, Tuley Francis - 1898 - 109 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...me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination." Perhaps the all-wise Future may show that he benefited man as much by his metaphysics, as if he had...
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The Poetry of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1898 - 318 pages
...For hope grew round me, like the twining vine, 80 And fruits and foliage not my own seemed mine. Eat now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth ; Bat oh ! each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination....
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