 Friends, whom I never more may meet again, On springy heath, along the hill-top edge, Wander in gladness, and wind down, perchance, To that still roaring dell, of which I told; The roaring dell, o'erwooded, narrow, deep, And only speckled by the mid-day...  The Poems of S.T. Coleridge - Halaman 159oleh Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 372 halamanTampilan utuh - Tentang buku ini
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1858 - 792 halaman
...age Had dimmed mine eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile, Friends, whom I never more may meet again, s On springy heath, along the hill-top edge, Wander...trunk the ash from rock to rock Flings arching like a bridge ; — that branchless ash, Unsunned and damp, whose few poor yellow leaves Ne'er tremble in... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1861 - 448 halaman
...been Most sweet to my remembrance even when age Had dimmed mine eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile. Friends, whom I never more may meet again, On springy...trunk the ash from rock to rock Flings arching like a bridge ; — that branchless ash, Unsunned and damp, whose few poor yellow leaves * Fanned by the water-fall... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 720 halaman
...been Most sweet to my remembrance even when age Had dimmed mine eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile, Friends, whom I never more may meet again, On springy...trunk the ash from rock to rock Flings arching like a bridge ; — that branchless ash, Unsunned and damp, whose few poor yellow leaves Ne'er tremble in... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 328 halaman
...been Most sweet to my remembrance, even when age Had dimmed mine eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile, Friends, whom I never more may meet again, On springy...trunk the ash from rock to rock Flings arching like a bridge ; — that branchless ash, Unsunned and damp, whose few poor yellow leaves Ne'er tremble in... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 332 halaman
...been Most sweet to my remembrance, even when age Had dimmed mine eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile, Friends, whom I never more may meet again, On springy...still roaring dell, of which I told; The roaring dell, o'envooded, narrow, deep, And only speckled by the mid-day Sun ; Where its slim trunk the ash from... | |
 | Thomas Craddock - 1867 - 232 halaman
...been Most sweet to my remembrance, even when age Had dimmed mine eyes to blindness ! They meanwhile, Friends, whom I never more may meet again On springy...perchance, To that still roaring dell, of which I told. * * * Now, my friends, emerge Beneath the wide, wide Heaven, and view again The many-steepled tract... | |
 | John Draper (artist.) - 1867 - 410 halaman
...remembrance, oven when age Had dimmed mine eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile, My friends, whom I may never meet again, On springy heath, along the hill-top edge,...roaring dell, of which I told ; The roaring dell, o'erwoodcd, narrow, deep, And only speckled by the mid-day sun; Where its slim trunk the ash from rock... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1868 - 714 halaman
...been Most sweet to my remembrance even when age Had dimmed mine eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile, Friends, whom I never more may meet again, On springy...trunk the ash from rock to rock Flings arching like a bridge ; — that branchless ash, Unsunned and damp, whose few poor yellow leaves Ne'er tremble in... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1873 - 472 halaman
...been Most sweet to my remembrance even when age Had dimmed mine eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile, Friends, whom I never more may meet again, On springy...roaring dell, of which I told ; The roaring dell, o erwooded, narrow, deep, And only speckled by the mid-day Sun ; Where its slim trunk the Ash from... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1874 - 470 halaman
...been Most sweet to my remembrance even when age Had dimmed mine eyes to blindness ! They, meanwhile, Friends, whom I never more may meet again, On springy...trunk the Ash from rock to rock Flings arching like a bridge ;— that branchless Ash, Unsunned and damp, whose few poor yellow leaves Ne'er tremble in the... | |
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