The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an Introductory Essay Upon His Philosophical and Theological Opinions, Volume 7Harper & brothers, 1853 |
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... wish of Poets when their tongue Would teach to others ' bosoms , what so charms Their own . " PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION . There is one species of egotism which is truly disgusting ; not that which leads us to communicate our feelings to ...
... wish of Poets when their tongue Would teach to others ' bosoms , what so charms Their own . " PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION . There is one species of egotism which is truly disgusting ; not that which leads us to communicate our feelings to ...
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... wish to bless , From thee to commune with my heart ; From thee , dear Muse ! the gayer part , To laugh with Pity at the crowds , that press Where Fashion flaunts her robes by Folly spun , Whose hues gay varying wanton in the sun . 1789 ...
... wish to bless , From thee to commune with my heart ; From thee , dear Muse ! the gayer part , To laugh with Pity at the crowds , that press Where Fashion flaunts her robes by Folly spun , Whose hues gay varying wanton in the sun . 1789 ...
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... wish expand , And fair and bright Life's prospects seem , While Hope displays her cheering beam , And Fancy's vivid colorings stream , While Emulation stands me nigh The Goddess of the eager eye . With foot advanc'd and anxious heart ...
... wish expand , And fair and bright Life's prospects seem , While Hope displays her cheering beam , And Fancy's vivid colorings stream , While Emulation stands me nigh The Goddess of the eager eye . With foot advanc'd and anxious heart ...
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... wish my Sara's frowns to flee , And fain to her some soothing song would write , Lest she resent my rude discourtesy , Who vowed to meet her ere the morning light , But broke my plighted word - ah ! false and recreant wight ! Last night ...
... wish my Sara's frowns to flee , And fain to her some soothing song would write , Lest she resent my rude discourtesy , Who vowed to meet her ere the morning light , But broke my plighted word - ah ! false and recreant wight ! Last night ...
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... thoughtless claim In pity to your Lover ! That thrilling touch would aid the flame , It wishes to discover . TO AN INFANT . АH ! cease thy tears and 66 JUVENILE POEMS . The Complaint of Ninathoma Imitated from the Welsh To an Infant.
... thoughtless claim In pity to your Lover ! That thrilling touch would aid the flame , It wishes to discover . TO AN INFANT . АH ! cease thy tears and 66 JUVENILE POEMS . The Complaint of Ninathoma Imitated from the Welsh To an Infant.
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Page 231 - We hailed it in God's name. It ate the food it ne'er had eat, And round and round it flew. The ice did split with a thunder-fit; The helmsman steered us through ! And a good south wind sprung up behind ; The Albatross did follow, And every day, for food or play, Came to the mariners...
Page 243 - 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 213 - 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 242 - Second Voice. Still as a slave before his lord, The ocean hath no blast ; His great bright eye most silently Up to the Moon is cast. If he may know which way to go ; For she guides him smooth or grim. See, brother, see ! how graciously She looketh down on him.
Page 246 - 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 230 - 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 237 - In his loneliness and fixedness he yearneth towards the journeying Moon, and the stars that still sojourn, yet still move onward; and everywhere the blue sky belongs to them, and is their appointed rest and their native country and their own natural homes, which they enter unannounced, as lords that are certainly expected, and yet there is a silent joy at their arrival.
Page 232 - Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down ; 'Twas sad as sad could be ; And we did speak only to break The silence of the sea ! 158 THE ANCIENT MARINER.
Page 241 - gan stir, With a short uneasy motion — Backwards and forwards half her length, With a short uneasy motion.
Page 239 - And the coming wind did roar more loud, And the sails did sigh like sedge; And the rain poured down from one black cloud; The Moon was as its edge. The thick black cloud was cleft, and still The Moon was at its side: Like waters shot from some high crag, The lightning fell with never a jag, A river steep and wide.