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
| William Wordsworth - 1889 - 308 pages
...charms or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colors a suffusion from that light ! 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 ;... | |
| Matthew Arnold - 1881 - 654 pages
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light. vr. 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... | |
| Henry Norman Hudson - 1882 - 720 pages
...charms or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light. There was a time when, though my path was rough, This...mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth ; Nor cure I that they rob me of my mirth : But 0 ! each visitation Suspends what Nature gave me at my birth,... | |
| Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1882 - 448 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... | |
| Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 734 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... | |
| Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 686 pages
...or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light. VL 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... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1883 - 452 pages
...receive but what we give : And in our life alone does Nature live." " Yes, dearest William ! Yes ! There was a time when though my Path was rough This Joy within me dallied with distress." The MS. copy is described by Coleridge as "imperfect;" and it breaks off abruptly at the lines —... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Joseph Skipsey - 1884 - 304 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... | |
| Henry Duff Traill - 1884 - 232 pages
...follows the much quoted, profoundly touching, deeply significant stanza to which we have referred : — " 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... | |
| Thomas Humphry Ward - 1884 - 654 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... | |
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