 That, wisely doating, ask'd not why it doated, And ours the unknown joy, which knowing kills. But now I find, how dear thou wert to me ; That man is more than half of nature's treasure, Of that fair Beauty which no eye can see, Of that sweet music which...  Tinsley's Magazine - Página 2631878Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | 1851 - 696 páginas
...companion of his mountain wanderings. We can but find room for one of them : — ' When we were idlers with the loitering rills, The need of human love we little noted : Our love was nature ; and the peace which floated On the white mist, and dwelt among the hills, To sweet accord subdued our wayward wills... | |
 | 1823 - 732 páginas
...nor even language, can wholly con- C. SONNETS ADDRESSED TO B. 8. JAMESOX. I. WHEN we were idlers with the loitering rills, The need of human love we little...and the peace that floated On the white mist, and slept upon the hills, To sweet accord subdued our wayward wills : One soul was ours, one mind, one... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 586 páginas
...of Shakspeare's, as the three following, all addressed ' To a Friend.'— ' When we were idlers with the loitering rills, The need of human love we little...that floated On the white mist, and dwelt upon the lulls, To sweet accord subdued our wayward wills : One soul was ours, one mind, one heart derated.... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 596 páginas
...of Shakspeare's, as the three following, all addressed ' To a Friend.'— ' When we were idlers with the loitering rills, The need of human love we little noted : Our love was nature ; and the peace thatjloated On the white mist, and dwelt upon the hills, To sweet accord subdued our wayward wills... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 594 páginas
...Shakspeare's, as the three following, all addressed ' To a Friend.' — ' When we were idlers with the loitering rills, The need of human love we little noted : Our love was nature ; and lite peace that floated On the white mist, and dwelt upon the hills, To sweet accord subdued our wayward... | |
 | Hartley Coleridge - 1833 - 176 páginas
...Diary of an Ennuyee," " Loves of the Poets," and other agreeable productions. U in. Sonnet 1, line 3. The peace that floated On the white mist, and dwelt upon the hills. Love had he found iu huts, where poor men He, His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence... | |
 | Hartley Coleridge - 1833 - 180 páginas
...an Ennuyee," " Loves of the Poets," and other agreeable productions. U i. 146 in. Sonnet I, line 3. The peace that floated On the white mist, and dwelt upon the hills. Love had he found iu huts, where poor men lie, His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence... | |
 | 1836 - 650 páginas
...Coleridge's sonnets are given. We have only space for that addressed TO A FRIEND. When we were idlers with the loitering rills. The need of human love we little...was ours, one mind, one heart devoted. That, wisely doting, asked not why it doted ; And ours the unknown joy, which knowing kills. But now I find how... | |
 | 1833 - 590 páginas
...love we little noted : Our love was nature ; and the peace thai footed On the white mist, and dwell upon the hills, To sweet accord subdued our wayward...was ours, one mind, one heart devoted, That, wisely dealing, ask'd not why it doated. And ours the unknown joy, which knowing kills. But now I find how... | |
 | 1851 - 640 páginas
...companion of his mountain wanderings. We can but find room for one of them : — When we were idlers with the loitering rills, The need of human love we little noted : Our love was nature ; and the peace which floated On the white mist, and dwelt among the hills, To sweet accord subdued our wayward wills... | |
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