 | Leigh Hunt - 1851 - 282 psl.
...'mid blossoms straying, Where hope clung feeding like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went a-Maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When...when ! Ah, for the change 'twixt now and then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This body that does me grievous wrong, O'er aery cliffs and glittering... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - 1851 - 398 psl.
...mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young ? Ah woful n hen ! Ah for the change 'twixt now and then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This body... | |
 | Henrietta Dumont - 1852 - 330 psl.
...stand, To seize their prey, the murderous band ! Ah, tell them they are men ! Gray's Eton College. Life went a Maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young I Coleridge. ICE-PLANT. . . . Frigidity. Canst,thou no kindly ray impart, Thou strangely beauteous... | |
 | 1852 - 526 psl.
...uttered his philosophic responses to clients of every order. He was altered, indeed, from days " when he was young — ah ! woful when : ah ! for the change 'twixt now and then !" His conversation was in another key from that of the time when Hazlitt first knew, and De Quincey... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 728 psl.
...without an object cannot live. YOUTH AND AGE. VERSE, a breeze mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went.... ' Ah ! for the change 'twixt Now and Then ! This breathing house not built with This body that does me grievous wrong, , O'er aery cliffs and glittering... | |
 | 1853 - 560 psl.
...mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When...When ! Ah ! for the change 'twixt Now and Then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This body that does me grievous wrong, O'er aery cliffs and glittering... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 622 psl.
...'mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life »cnt a-mnying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young! When...was young ? — Ah, woful when ! Ah for the change 'Iwixt now and then! This breathing house not built with hands, This body thai does me grievous wrong.... | |
 | F. S., Frederick Saunders - 1853 - 306 psl.
...'mid blossoms straying, Where hope clung feeding like a bee — Both were mine 1 Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young ! ah, woeful when ! Ah for the change 'twixt now and then I This breathing house not built with hands. This... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge - 1854 - 396 psl.
...WORDSWORTH, The Small Celandine. YOUTH AND AGE * VEKSE, a breeze mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went...when ! Ah ! for the change 'twixt Now and Then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This body that does me grievous wrong, O'er aery cliffs and glittering... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854 - 712 psl.
...without an object cannot live. YOUTH AND AGE. VERSE, a breeze mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee — Both were mine ! Life went a maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, This breathing house not built with hands, This body that does me grievous wrong, O'er aery cliffs... | |
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With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young ! When I was young ? — Ah, woful When ! Ah ! for the change 'twixt Now and Then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This body that does me grievous... 
