 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, And fruits and foliage, not my...  The Life of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Page 117by James Gillman - 1838 - 362 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854 - 712 pages
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colors a suffusion from that light. VI. There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge - 1854 - 396 pages
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light. VI. There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...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... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 456 pages
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light. VI. There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...dreams of happiness: 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... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 650 pages
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice. All colours a suffusion from that light. VI. There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...within me dallied with distress, And all misfortunes wore but as the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness : For hope grew round me, like the twining... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 432 pages
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light. Tt There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1858 - 792 pages
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colors a suffusion from that light. VI. There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...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... | |
 | Horace Bushnell - 1858 - 518 pages
...with regret, because he was caught by the temptations of fortune and now endures the bitter penalty. "Fancy made me dreams of happiness; For hope grew...twining vine, And fruits and foliage, not my own, seemed mine." The picture he draws for himself is the picture, alas ! of the general folly of mankind.... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1858 - 274 pages
...not individual advancement. Alas ! could I but recal " The time when, though my path was rough, The joy within me dallied with distress, And all misfortunes...the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness ; When hope grew round me like the twining vine, And fruits and foliage, not my own, seemed mine :"... | |
 | Horace Bushnell - 1858 - 474 pages
...because he was caught by the temptations of fortune and now endures the bitter penalty. "Fancy made mo dreams of happiness; For hope grew round me like the...twining vine, And fruits and foliage, not my own, seemed mine." The picture he draws for himself is the picture, alas ! of the general folly of mankind.... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1859 - 420 pages
...suffusion from that light. We in ourselves rejoice! And thence flows all that charms or ear or sight, There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff AVhence fancy made me dreams of happiness: For hope grew round me, like the twining vine, And fruits... | |
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