The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and VerseT. Cowperthwait, 1845 - 546 pages |
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... heard to say , that for thirteen months he had from this cause walked up and down his chamber seventeen hours each day . He died on the 25th of July , 1834 , having previously written the following epitaph for him- self : " Stop ...
... heard to say , that for thirteen months he had from this cause walked up and down his chamber seventeen hours each day . He died on the 25th of July , 1834 , having previously written the following epitaph for him- self : " Stop ...
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... heard elsewhere ; the kind was different , the de- gree was different ; the manner was different . The boundless range of scientific knowledge , the brilliancy and exquisite nicety of illustration , the deep and ready reasoning , the ...
... heard elsewhere ; the kind was different , the de- gree was different ; the manner was different . The boundless range of scientific knowledge , the brilliancy and exquisite nicety of illustration , the deep and ready reasoning , the ...
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... heard " ... 66 soul beguile " " Pale roamer through the night ! Thou gentle look , that didst my thou poor forlorn ! " " Sweet Mercy ! how my very heart has bled " " Thou bleedest , my poor heart ! and thy distress " To the Author of ...
... heard " ... 66 soul beguile " " Pale roamer through the night ! Thou gentle look , that didst my thou poor forlorn ! " " Sweet Mercy ! how my very heart has bled " " Thou bleedest , my poor heart ! and thy distress " To the Author of ...
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... heard of reasons manifold " . Lines suggested by the Last Words of Be- b . Epitaph on an Infant Melancholy ; a Fragment . Tell's Birth - place - imitated from Stolberg 53 A Christmas Carol .. Human Life , on the Denial of Immortality ib ...
... heard of reasons manifold " . Lines suggested by the Last Words of Be- b . Epitaph on an Infant Melancholy ; a Fragment . Tell's Birth - place - imitated from Stolberg 53 A Christmas Carol .. Human Life , on the Denial of Immortality ib ...
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... heard her name ! obey The powerful spell , and to my haunt repair . Whether on clustering pinions ye are there , Where rich snows blossom on the myrtle trees , Or with fond languishment around my fair Sigh in the loose luxuriance of her ...
... heard her name ! obey The powerful spell , and to my haunt repair . Whether on clustering pinions ye are there , Where rich snows blossom on the myrtle trees , Or with fond languishment around my fair Sigh in the loose luxuriance of her ...
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Page 71 - And now the STORM-BLAST came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.
Page 77 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, 'Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay ! Farewell, farewell!
Page 49 - And what if all of animated nature Be but organic harps diversely framed, That tremble into thought, as o'er them sweeps Plastic and vast, one intellectual breeze, At once the Soul of each, and God of all?
Page 72 - And I had done a hellish thing. And it would work 'em woe: For all averred. I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow.
Page 72 - The Sun now rose upon the right: Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Came to the mariners
Page 72 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Page 78 - Is the night chilly and dark? The night is chilly, but not dark. The thin gray cloud is spread on high, It covers but not hides the sky. The moon is behind, and at the full ; And yet she looks both small and dull.
Page 75 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Page 65 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Page 59 - And those thin clouds above, in flakes and bars, That give away their motion to the stars; Those stars, that glide behind them or between, Now sparkling, now bedimmed, but always seen: Yon crescent Moon, as fixed as if it grew In its own cloudless, starless lake...