 | Beautiful poetry - 1854 - 432 ページ
...mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding like a bee — Both were mine I Life went a-Maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young ? Ah, woeful when ! Ah, for the change 'twixt now and then ! This breathing house, not built with hands,... | |
 | 1854 - 402 ページ
...'mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young ? — Ah, waful when ! Ah for the change 'twixt now and then! This breathing house not built with hands, This... | |
 | Richard Wright Procter - 1855 - 490 ページ
...breeze, mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clings feeding like a bee, Both were mine ! Life went a-Maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When...hands, This body that does me grievous wrong, O'er airy cliffs and glittering sands, How lightly then it flash' d along : Like those trim skiffs, unknown... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 612 ページ
...Loves of the Angels. What is youth ? — a daneing billow, Winde behind and roeks before ¡ Wordsworth. Life went a maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! Coleridge. When I was young ! ah woful when ! Ah, for the ehange Чwixt now and then ! Coleridge.... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - 1856 - 362 ページ
...touchingly simple and serene beauty : — " Verse, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went...and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young ? Ah woeful when ! Ah for the change 'twixt now and then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - 1856 - 358 ページ
...touchingly simple and serene beauty : — " Veree, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went...Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young 1 Ah woeful wJan ! Ah for the change 'twist now and then ! This breathing house not built with hands,... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1856 - 366 ページ
...cannot fail to be read with pleasure : — " Verse, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying, Where hope clung feeding like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went a maying With Nature, Hope and Poesy, When I was youtig ! When I was young ! ah, woeful when ! Ah for the change 'twixt now and then ! This breathing... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - 1856 - 360 ページ
...'mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee— Both were mine ! Life went a-Maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young ? Ah woeful ioken I Ah for the change 'twixt now and then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 426 ページ
...WORDSWORTH, The Small Celandine, YOUTH AND AGE.* VERSE, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went...when ! Ah ! for the change 'twixt Now and Then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This body that does me grievous wrong, O'er aery cliffs and glittering... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 432 ページ
...WOBDSTOETH, The Small Celandine. YOUTH AND AGE.* VERSE, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went...Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young 1 — Ah, woful when ! Ah ! for the change 'twixt Now and Then ! This breathing house not built with... | |
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With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young ? — Ah, woful When ! Ah ! for the change 'twixt Now and Then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This body that does me grievous... 
