 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1881 - 592 Seiten
...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 real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and familiar With golden exhalations... | |
 | Joseph Parsons Comegys - 1882 - 320 Seiten
...himself; for the strong hours Conquer him. Yet 1 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1882 - 448 Seiten
...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 real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and familiar With golden exhalations... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1884 - 488 Seiten
...— " 'The bloom is vanished from my life, For, oh ! he stood beside me like my youth ; Transformed for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable...familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful is vanished and returns not.' "That lofty brow, the home... | |
 | William Henry Rosenstengel - 1884 - 438 Seiten
...15. Einige Ausgaben haben „Dich." 21. Die ger walt'geu Stunden, die Zeit, dio alles vermag. 26 f. Clothing the palpable and the familiar with golden exhalations of the dawn. (Vergl. Ranke, Geschichte W. Berlin 1872; H. Duentzer, Bd. 46, 47; H. Hiecke, a 256.— Nach Hallwich,... | |
 | Mary Wilder Tileston - 1884 - 444 Seiten
...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 real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations... | |
 | James Stark - 1889 - 202 Seiten
...him, The bloom is vanished from my life, For 0 ! he stood beside me like iey youth, Transformed to me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and...familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful is vanished and returns not." MIDDLE AGE HAS TO BE ON... | |
 | Sarah Warner Brooks - 1890 - 518 Seiten
...us ! . . . The bloom is vanished from my life, For 0 ! he stood beside me like my youth, Transformed for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable...familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful is vanished, and returns not ! " In summing up the merits... | |
 | Samuel Lunt Caldwell - 1890 - 446 Seiten
...of beauty in the common and homely world about us, — 1 Science of Language, First Series, p. 69. " Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn." But as nature precedes art, as a sunset of Claude or Turner is no finer than every one of us has seen... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1892 - 590 Seiten
.... " ' The bloom is vanished from my life, For, oh ! he stood beside me like my youth ; Transformed for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable...familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful is vanished and returns not.' "That lofty brow, the home... | |
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Clothing the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful is vanished — and returns not. 
