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" But now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth, But oh ! each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination. "
Coleridge, Biographia Literaria: Chapters I-IV, XIV-XXII. Wordsworth ... - ˹éÒ xxxvii
â´Â Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1920 - 327 ˹éÒ
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Blackwood's Magazine, àÅèÁ·Õè 57

1845 - 816 ˹éÒ
...Dejection, stanza six, occurs the following passage : " For not to think of what I noods must feeU But to be still and patient all I can ; And haply by abttruse research to tteal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my...
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The British poets of the nineteenth century, including the select works of ...

British poets - 1828 - 838 ˹éÒ
...me, like the twining vine, And frniU, and foliage, not my own, seem'd mine. fiat now afflictions how me down to earth : Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth, Bnt oh ! each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, Mj duping spirit of Imagination....
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in ..., àÅèÁ·Õè 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 ˹éÒ
...afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care 1 that they rob me of my mirth. Rut oh ! each visitation Swpend» he s 1 needs must feel, Rut to be Mill and patient, all I can ; And haply by abstruse research to «leal...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 ˹éÒ
...tmppiness : For hope grew round me, like Ihe twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, scern'd n her breath aloud, Like one that shudder'U, she unbound The cincture from beneath Suípende what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination. For not to think of what...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 ˹éÒ
...round me, like the twining vine. And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mine. But now afflictions bow me down to earth: Nor care I that they rob me...needs must feel, But to be still and patient, all 1 can; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was...
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The British Critic, Quarterly Theological Review, and ..., àÅèÁ·Õè 16

1834 - 512 ˹éÒ
...round me, like the twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mine, But now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care I, that they rob me...all I can ; And haply by abstruse research to steal This was my sole resource, my only plan : Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is...
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The Dublin University Magazine, àÅèÁ·Õè 8

1836 - 758 ˹éÒ
...m< Uphysical studies, to dull, if possible, the sense of pain. " But now afflictions bow me to the earth, Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth; But,...must feel, But to be still and patient all I can, And Imply by abstruse research to staid, From my own nature, all the natural man; This was my sole resource...
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Letters, Conversations, and Recollections of S. T. Coleridge

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...like the twining vine, And fruits and foliage, not my own, seemed mine:" " But seared thoughts now bow me down to earth, Nor care I that they rob me...imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel, From my own nature all the natural man,— " But to be still and patient all I can, And haply by abstruse...
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Letters, Conversations, and Recollections of S. T. Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 274 ˹éÒ
...have some hope of conveying to you, with good effect, the results of my experience. " But seared thoug Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth. But, oh!...me at my birth, My shaping spirit of imagination. And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man,— This is my sole...
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University Magazine: A Literary and Philosophic Review, àÅèÁ·Õè 8

1836 - 804 ˹éÒ
...if possihle, the sense of pain. " But now afflictions how me to the earth, Nor care I that they roh me of my mirth; But, oh, each visitation Suspends what Nature gave me at my hirth, My shaping spirit of imagination — For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to he still...
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