 | 1835 - 700 pągines
...the most part, in that purposeless and hopeless exertion depicted in his own melancholy lines. — ' All nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair : The bees are stirring — birds upon the wing — And winter, slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face a dream of spring.... | |
 | 1827 - 510 pągines
...and blind , And settled his accounts, and died; And left no Will behind ! HEM ! WORK WITHOUT HOPE. All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair —...the while, the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make, uor pair, nor build, nor sing. Yet' well I ken the hanks where Amaranths blow, . I %^.- '.« . .Ha,ve,traced... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1828 - 386 pągines
...Dream of Life. WORK WITHOUT HOPE. LINES COMPOSED 21st. 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, O ye Amaranths ! bloom for whom ye may, For me ye bloom... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pągines
...dream of life. WORK WITHOUT HOPE. LINES COMPOSED 1IST FEBRUARY, 1817. ALL Nature seems at work. Stags love taught grief to fall like music from his tongue. XXXI. 'Midst others of less note, came fount whence streams of nectar (low. Bloom, O ye amaranths! bloom for whom ye may, For me ye bloom... | |
 | 1834 - 324 pągines
...across me of — THE EVENTS OF A BIRTHDAY? EL WORK WITHOUT HOPE, LINES COMPOSED FEBRUARY 21, 1827. ALL Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair —...ken the banks where amaranths blow, Have traced the fount whence streams of nectar flow. Bloom, O ye amaranths ! bloom for whom ye may, For me ye bloom... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pągines
...dream of Life. WORK WITHOUT HOPE. LINES COMPOSED 21sT FEBRUARY, 1827. ALL Nature seems at work. SUigs amaranth» blow, Have traced the fount whence streams of nectar flow. Bloom, О ye amaranths ! bloom... | |
 | 576 pągines
...while And tells the jest without the smile." 278 279 " All nature seems at work. Slags leave tlieir lair— The bees are stirring, birds are on the wing. And Winter slumbering in the open air, Wean on his smiling face a dream of Spring ! And I the while the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1835 - 394 pągines
...and only she, Shone thro' her body visibly. WORK WITHOUT HOPE. LINES COMPOSED 31ST FEBRUARY, 1827. ALL Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair —...ken the banks where amaranths blow, Have traced the fount whence streams of nectar flow. Bloom, O ye amaranths ! bloom for whom ye may, For me ye bloom... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1835 - 352 pągines
...21ST FEBRUARY, 1827. ALL Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lairThe bees are stirring—birds are on the wing— And Winter slumbering in the open...ken the banks where amaranths blow, Have traced the fountwhencestreamsof nectarflow. Bloom, O ye amaranths ! bloom for whom ye may, For me ye bloom not!... | |
 | 842 pągines
...Coleridge, the imaginative and the metaphysical, tinctured with his own gloomy feelings even Spring — " All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair — The bees are stirring — birds upon the wing ; And Winter, slumbering in the opening air, Wears on its smiling face a dream of Spring... | |
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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,... 
