...and I felt myself alone among «x hundred playmates. Oh the cruelty of separating a poor lad from his early homestead ! The yearnings which I used to have...my heart exclaim upon sweet Calne in Wiltshire! To thls late hour of my life, I trace impressions left by the recollection of those friendless holydays....

...I felt myself alone among six hundred playmates — O the cruelty of separating a poor lad from his early homestead ! The yearnings which I used to have...unfledged years! How in my dreams would my native town come back (far in the west) with its churches and trees and faces ! To this late hour of my life, and...

...playmates — O the cruelty of separating a poor lad from his early homestead ! The yearnings which 1 used to have towards it in those unfledged years! How in my dreams would my native town come back (far in the west) with its churches and trees and faces ! To this late hour of my life, and...

...cruelty of separating a poor lad from his early homestead ! the yearnings which I used to have toward it in those unfledged years ! How in my dreams would...native town, far in the west, come back, with its churches, and trees, and faces !" Here, too, he was frequently and severely beaten ; and the pedagogue,...

...me, and I felt myself alone among six hundred playmates. Oh the cruelty of separating a lad from his early homestead ! The yearnings which I used to have...unfledged years ! How, in my dreams, would my native town come back, with its church, and trees, and faces ! How I would wake weeping, and in the anguish of...

...and I felt myself alone among six hundred playmates. O the cruelty of separating a poor lad from his early homestead ! The yearnings which I used to have...and in the anguish of my heart exclaim upon sweet Calme in Wiltshire ! To this late hour of my life, I trace impressions left by the recollection of...

...and 1 felt myself alone among six hundred playmates. O the cruelty of separating a poor lad from his early homestead ! The yearnings which I used to have...town, far in the west, come back with its church, its trees, and faces ! How I would wake weeping, and, in the anguish of my heart, exclaim upon sweet...

...cruelty of separating a poor lad from his early homestead ! The yearnings which I used to have toward it in those unfledged years ! How, in my dreams would...town, far in the west, come back with its church, its trees, and faces ! How I would wake weeping, and in the anguish of my heart exclaim upon sweet...

...unfledged years ! How, in my dreams, would my native town. far in the west, come back with its church, its trees, and faces ! How I would wake weeping, and,...of my heart, exclaim upon sweet Calne in Wiltshire !" Yet it must not be supposed that Coleridge was an unhappy boy. He was naturally of a joyous temperament,...

...unfledged years ! How, in my dreams, would my native town, far in the west, come back with its church, its trees, and faces ! How I would wake weeping, and, in the anguish of my heart, exclaim upon sweet Calm in Wiltshire !" Yet it must not be supposed that Coleridge was an unhappy boy. He was naturally...