 From the highest. As from the vilest thing of every day He learns to wean himself; for the strong hours Conquer him. Yet I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanished from my life. For O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transformed for me...  The last man, by the author of Frankenstein - Página 199por Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1826Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1828 - 444 páginas
...hours Conquer him. Yet I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanished from my life. For O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transformed for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful... | |
 | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1833 - 234 páginas
...contemplating only your power,«your excellence ; For 0, you stood beside me, like my youth, Transform'd for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable...exhalations of the dawn. ' The bloom has vanished from my life' — there is no morning to this all-investing night ; no rising to the set-sun of love. In those... | |
 | Elizabeth Fries Ellet - 1839 - 314 páginas
...past friendship ! " I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanished from my life : For O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transformed for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalationi of the dawn. Whatever fortune wait my future toils, The beautiful... | |
 | 1845 - 1072 páginas
...poetry find room in him ! there ! throned on his heart in the form of Max. Piccolomini : " For oh ! he stood beside me like my youth, Transformed for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn." And so it is beneath the whole wide surface of humanity... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847 - 344 páginas
...have lost In him. The bloom is vanished from my life. For 0 ! he stood beside me, like my youth, 4 Transformed for me the real to a dream, Clothing the...and familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful is vanished—and returns not. Coun. O be not... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw - 1849 - 478 páginas
...has said of old Paganism may with more justice be applied to the literature of modern times : — " Clothing the palpable and familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn." The full and complete daylight of this new era is to be found in Scott, in Byron, in Shelley,, in Wordsworth;... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 páginas
...hours Conquer him. Yet I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanished from my life. For O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, — Transformed for...me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn ! Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 páginas
...hours Conquer him. Yet I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanished from my life. For O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, — Transformed for...me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn ! \Vhatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 712 páginas
...hours Conquer him. Yet Ifeel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanished from rny life. For 0 ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transformed for me...and familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful is vanished — and returns not. Coun. 0 be not... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 728 páginas
...him. Yet I feel what I have lost . . .•' In him. The bloom is vanished from' my life. For 0 ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transformed for me...real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and familiar , ЛУНЬ golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, -, - • . The beautiful... | |
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