 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 páginas
...My genial spirits fail, And what can these avail, To lift the smoth'ring weight from off my breast ? It were a vain endeavor, Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west : I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.... | |
 | 1834 - 918 páginas
...win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within. " O Lady ! we receive but what we give, And in our life alone does nature live : Ours is her wedding- garment, ours her shroud ! And would we aught behold, of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 páginas
...And what can these avail To lift the smothering weight from off my breast ? It were a vain endeavour, Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west : I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 páginas
...win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within. O Lady ! we receive but what we give, And in our life alone does nature live : Ours is her wedding -garment, our* her shroud ! And would we aught behold of higher worth. Than that inanimate cold world allow'd... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 páginas
...And what can these avail To lift the smothering weight from off my breast? It were a vaiu endeavour, Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west : I may not hope from oulv/ard forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 páginas
...My genial spirits fail, And what can these avail To lift the smothering weight from off my breast ? sses shook, And the tann'd harvesters rich armful в lookSoon was he quieted to s west : I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.... | |
 | 1834 - 864 páginas
...win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within. ' O Lady ! we receive but what we give, And in our life alone does nature live ; Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud ! And would we aught behold of higher worth Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless... | |
 | 1834 - 896 páginas
...win The passion and the life, whose fountains art within. " O Lady ! we receive but what we give, And in our life alone does nature live : Ours is her wedding- garment, ours her shroud ! And would we aught behold, of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless... | |
 | 1834 - 512 páginas
...To lift the smothering weight from off my breast ? My genial spirits fail; It were a vain endeavour, Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.... | |
 | 1837 - 638 páginas
...and early love, Or father, or the venerable name Of our adored country." " It were a vain endeavour, Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west : I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within."... | |
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Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within. 
