 | Emanuel Martin Papper - 1995 - 162 Seiten
...loathe, yet wish and do! Such griefs with such men well agree, But wherefore, wherefore fall on me? To be beloved is all I need, And whom I love, I love indeed.5 1 Coleridge described the anguish, both visual and auditory, of the nocturnal nightmares and... | |
 | Lisa Russ Spaar - 1999 - 183 Seiten
...loathe, yet wish and do! Such griefs with such men well agree, But wherefore, wherefore fall on me? To be beloved is all I need, And whom I love, I love indeed. PETRARCH For whatever animals dwell on earth, except the few that hate the sun, the time to labor is... | |
 | Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - 2007 - 544 Seiten
...loathe, yet wish and do! Such griefs with such men well agree, But wherefore, wherefore fall on me? To be beloved is all I need, And whom I love, I love indeed. SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE ENGLISH (1772-1834) On Melancholy No, no! go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf's-bane,... | |
 | Donald G. Marshall - 2005 - 271 Seiten
...his poetic genius. Such torments with such natures well agree, But wherefore, wherefore fall on me? To be beloved is all I need. And whom I love, I love indeed. His only "answer" was to testify that the experience of guilt makes the soul responsive to grace and... | |
 | 1920
...active love, conspicuous in his attitude towards his friends. Cf. Coleridge, The Pains of Sleep, 51-2: To be beloved is all I need, And whom I love, I love indeed; and see note in Selections from Coleridge in this series, p. 15o. But Coleridge's capacity for active... | |
 | ...loathe, yet wish and do ! Such griefs with such men well agree, But wherefore, wherefore fall on me ? To be beloved is all I need, And whom I love, I love indeed. LIMBO. 'Tis a strange place, this Limbo ! — not a Place, Yet name it so ; — where Time and weary... | |
 | Ioana Sasu-Bolba - 2004 - 121 Seiten
...loathe, yet wish and do! Such griefs with such men well agree, But wherefore, wherefore fall on me? To be beloved is all I need, And whom I love, I love indeed. 1803 Percy Bysshe Shelley To Night Swiftly walk o'er the western wave, Spirit of Night! Out of the... | |
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