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" All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair — The bees are stirring — birds are on the wing — And Winter slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring! And I the while, the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make, nor pair,... "
The Bijou: An Annual of Literature and the Arts - 28 ページ
1828
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The book of poetry [ed. by B.G. Johns].

Book - 1847 - 216 ページ
...all that mighty heart is lying still ! WORDSWORTH. WORK WITHOUT HOPE, ffilje poet in JSeBpontonusALL. Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair — The...And Winter slumbering in the open air Wears on his face a dream of spring ! And I the while the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build,...

The book of poetry [ed. by B.G. Johns].

Book - 1847 - 206 ページ
...very houses seem asleep, And all that mighty heart is lying still ! WORDSWORTH. WORK WITHOUT HOPE. An, Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair — The...And Winter slumbering in the open air Wears on his face a dream of spring ! And I the while the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build,...

Biographia Literaria, Or, Biographical Sketches of My Literary Life and Opinions

Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Henry Nelson Coleridge - 1847 - 570 ページ
...Evening, " As when the Savage," &c. (PWI p. 39.) The Rose (Ib. p. 40.) is, I believe, from the French. "And I the while, the sole unbusy thing Nor honey make, nor build, nor pair, nor sing," (Ib. ii. p. 72.) would probably have been written, even if Herbert had...

Biographia Literaria, Or, Biographical Sketches of My Literary Life and Opinions

Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Henry Nelson Coleridge - 1847 - 462 ページ
..." As when the Savage," &c. (PW i., p. 39.) The Rose (Ib., p. 40) is, I believe, from the French. " And I the while, the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make, nor build, nor pair, nor sing" (Ib., ii , p. 72) would probably have been wriiten, even if Herbert had...

The Poems of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 688 ページ
...FEBRUARY, 1827. A LL Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their * lair— The bees are stirring—birds are on the wing— And Winter, slumbering in the open...thing, Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing. Bloom, O ye amaranths! bloom for whom ye may, For me ye bloom not! Glide, rich streams, away ! With...

The Poems of S.T. Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 414 ページ
...and only she, Shone thro' her body visibly. WORK WITHOUT HOPE. LINES COMPOSED 21ST FEBRUARY, 1827. ALL Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair— The bees are stirring—birds are on the wing— And Winter, slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face...

The Biblical Repository and Classical Review

1849 - 788 ページ
...thought he re-echoes in those touching lines composed in February, 1827 : "All nature is at work. Stags leave their lair — The bees are stirring — birds...ken the banks where amaranths blow, Have traced the fount whence streams of nectar flow. Bloom, 0 ye amaranths ! bloom for whom ye may, For me ye bloom...

The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1849 - 578 ページ
...dream of Life. WORK WITHOUT HOPE. LINES COMPOSED SlST FEBRUARY, 1827. ALL Nature seems at work. Stags leave their lair— The bees are stirring — Birds...ken the banks where amaranths blow, Have traced the fount whence streams of nectar flow. Bloom, О ye amaranths .' bloom for whom ye may. For me ye bloom...

The Biblical Repository and Classical Review

1849 - 778 ページ
...thought he re-echoes in those touching lines composed in February, 1827: "All nature is at work. Stags leave their lair — The bees are stirring — birds...sing. Yet well I ken the banks where amaranths blow, v Have traced the fount whence streams of nectar flow. Bloom, O ye amaranths ! bloom for whom ye may,...

The Biblical repositor (and quarterly observer) [afterw.] The American ...

Edward Robinson - 1849 - 872 ページ
...February, 1827: "All nature is at work. Stags leave their lair— •» The bees are stirring—birds are on the wing— And winter, slumbering in the open...ken the banks where amaranths blow, Have traced the fount whence streams of nectar flow. Bloom, 0 ye amaranths! bloom for whom ye may, For me ye bloom...




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