 Friends, whom I never more may meet again, On springy heath along the hill-top edge, Wander in gladness, and wind down, perchance, To that still roaring dell, of which I told; The roaring dell, o'erwooded, narrow, deep, And only speckled by the mid-day...  The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge: Including the Dramas of Wallenstein ... - Pàgina 229per Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 353 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1800 - 318 pàgines
...remember' d, even when age Had dimm'd my eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile, My friends, whom I may never meet again, On springy heath along the hill-top edge...roaring dell, of which I told ; The roaring dell, o'envooded, narrow, deep, 140 And only speckled by the mid-day Sun ; Where its slim trunk the Ash from... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1800 - 314 pàgines
...remember'd, even when age Had dimm'd my eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile, My friends, whom I may never meet again, On springy heath along the hill-top edge...told ; .The roaring dell, o'erwooded, narrow, deep, 140 Anfi only speckled by the mid-day sun ; Where its slim trunk the Ash from rock to rock Flings arching... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 pàgines
...remembrance, even when age Had dimmed mine eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile, My Friends, whom I may never meet again, On springy heath, along the hill-top edge,...Flings arching like a Bridge ; — that branchless Ash, Unsunn'd and damp, whose few poor yellow leaves Ne'er tremble in the gale, yet tremble still, Fann'd... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 pàgines
...remembrance, even when age Had dimmed mine eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile, My Friends, whom I may never meet again, On springy heath, along the hill-top edge,...Sun ; Where its slim trunk the Ash from rock to rock Flftigs arching like a Bridge ; — that branchless Ash, 189 Unsunn'd and damp, whose few poor yellow... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pàgines
...They, meanwhile, Friends, whom I never more may meet Rgain, On springy heath, along the hill-top-edge, Wander in gladness, and wind down, perchance, To that...still roaring dell, of which I told; The roaring dell, o'erwnoded, narrow, deep, And only speckled by the mid-day Sun; Where its slim trunk the Ash from rock... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pàgines
...eyes to blindness! They, meanwhile Friends, whom I never more may meet again, On springy hc.ilh, aloug , most serene dominions; Catching the winds that...Elysian garden Ulcts By thee, most beautiful of pilots, Ciisunn'd and damp, whose few poor yellow leaves Ne'er tremble in the gale, yet tremble still, Fann'd... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 pàgines
...meanwhile, My friends, whom I may never meet again, On springy heath, along the hill-top edge, Wander m gladness, and wind down, perchance, To that still roaring dell, of which I told ; The roaring dell, o'er wooded, narrow, deep, And only speckled by the mid-day sun ; Where its slim trunk the ash from... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pàgines
...been Most sweet to my remembrance, even when age Had dimm'd mino oyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile, amuel Taylor Coleridge «un ¡ Where its slim trunk the Ash from rock to rock Flings arching like a bridge ; — that branchless... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pàgines
...been Most sweet to my remembrance, even when age Had dimm'd mine eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile, Friends, whom I never more may meet again, On springy...perchance, To that still roaring dell, of which I (old : The roaring dell, o'erwooded, narrow, deep, And only speckled by the mid-day sun ; Where its... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 pàgines
...been Most sweet to my remembrance, even when age Hod dimm'd mine eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile. an uncertain hour. That agony returns : And till my...his face I see, I know the man that must hear me : Ihe mid-day sun ; Where its slim trunk the Ash from rock to rock flings arching like a bridge ; —... | |
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