The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One VolumeThomas, Cowperthwait & Company, 1840 - 546 pages |
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... present made to Coleridge of living and large family rendered the strictest Bowles ' sonnets by a school - fellow ... presents of 5.
... present made to Coleridge of living and large family rendered the strictest Bowles ' sonnets by a school - fellow ... presents of 5.
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... present courtly laureate . This youth- rather a noisy youth , whose general conduct was ful triumvirate proposed schemes for regenerating better than that of many of his fellow - collegians , the world , even before their educations ...
... present courtly laureate . This youth- rather a noisy youth , whose general conduct was ful triumvirate proposed schemes for regenerating better than that of many of his fellow - collegians , the world , even before their educations ...
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... present to my mind , I trust that I shall yet be able to embody in verse the three parts yet to come . " We do not pretend to contradict a poet's dreams ; but we believe that Mr. Coleridge never communicated to mortal man , woman , or ...
... present to my mind , I trust that I shall yet be able to embody in verse the three parts yet to come . " We do not pretend to contradict a poet's dreams ; but we believe that Mr. Coleridge never communicated to mortal man , woman , or ...
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... present works of present man- A wild and dream - like trade of blood and guile , Too foolish for a tear , too wicked for a smile ! TO A YOUNG FRIEND , ON HIS PROPOSING TO DOMESTICATE WITH THE AUTHOR . COMPOSED IN 1796 . A MOUNT , not ...
... present works of present man- A wild and dream - like trade of blood and guile , Too foolish for a tear , too wicked for a smile ! TO A YOUNG FRIEND , ON HIS PROPOSING TO DOMESTICATE WITH THE AUTHOR . COMPOSED IN 1796 . A MOUNT , not ...
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... THE BIRTH OF A SON , SEPTEMBER 20 , 1796 . OFT o'er my brain does that strange fancy roll Which makes the present ( while the flash doth last ) Seem a mere semblance of some unknown past , Mix'd 61 SIBYLLINE LEAVES . 51.
... THE BIRTH OF A SON , SEPTEMBER 20 , 1796 . OFT o'er my brain does that strange fancy roll Which makes the present ( while the flash doth last ) Seem a mere semblance of some unknown past , Mix'd 61 SIBYLLINE LEAVES . 51.
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Page 72 - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.
Page 70 - 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.
Page 331 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie; His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Page 75 - I never saw aught like to them, Unless perchance it were "Brown skeletons of leaves that lag My forest-brook along; When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, And the owlet whoops to the wolf below, That eats the she-wolf's young.
Page 76 - 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!
Page 65 - Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air...
Page 46 - O struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky or when they sink...
Page 74 - Twas night, calm night, the Moon was high; The dead men stood together. All stood together on the deck, For a charnel-dungeon fitter: All fix'd on me their stony eyes, That in the Moon did glitter.
Page 75 - This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impart No voice; but oh! the silence sank Like music on my heart.
Page 72 - See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!