The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and VerseCrissy & Markley, 1853 - 546 sider |
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Side 102
... BETHLEN BATHORY , the Young Prince Andreas , sup posed Son of Old Bathory . LORD RUDOLPH , a Courtier , but friend to the Queen's party . LASKA , Steward to Casimir , betrothed to Glycine . PESTALUTZ , an Assassin , in Emerick's employ ...
... BETHLEN BATHORY , the Young Prince Andreas , sup posed Son of Old Bathory . LORD RUDOLPH , a Courtier , but friend to the Queen's party . LASKA , Steward to Casimir , betrothed to Glycine . PESTALUTZ , an Assassin , in Emerick's employ ...
Side 103
... Bethlen , that brave young man ! ' twas he , my lady , That took our parts , and beat off the intruders ; And in mere spite and malice , now they charge him With bad words of Lord Casimir and the king . Pray don't believe them , madam ...
... Bethlen , that brave young man ! ' twas he , my lady , That took our parts , and beat off the intruders ; And in mere spite and malice , now they charge him With bad words of Lord Casimir and the king . Pray don't believe them , madam ...
Side 104
... Bethlen hourly ! [ LASKA flings himself into the seal . GLYCINE peeps in timidly . Is my lady gone ? GLYCINE . Laska ... Bethlen ! Bethlen . Yes ; gaze as if your very eyes embraced him ! Ha ! you forget the scene of yesterday ! Mute ere ...
... Bethlen hourly ! [ LASKA flings himself into the seal . GLYCINE peeps in timidly . Is my lady gone ? GLYCINE . Laska ... Bethlen ! Bethlen . Yes ; gaze as if your very eyes embraced him ! Ha ! you forget the scene of yesterday ! Mute ere ...
Side 105
... Bethlen coming this way ! [ GLYCINE then cries out as if afraid of being beaten Oh , save me ! save me ! Pray don't kill me , Laska ! Enter BETHLEN in a Hunting Dress . BETHLEN . What , beat a woman ! LASKA ( to GLYCINE ) . O you ...
... Bethlen coming this way ! [ GLYCINE then cries out as if afraid of being beaten Oh , save me ! save me ! Pray don't kill me , Laska ! Enter BETHLEN in a Hunting Dress . BETHLEN . What , beat a woman ! LASKA ( to GLYCINE ) . O you ...
Side 106
Prose and Verse Samuel Taylor Coleridge. BETHLEN ( muttering aside ) . GLYCINE . Ah , often have I wish'd you were a king . You would protect the helpless everywhere , As you did us . And I , too , should not then Grieve for you , Bethlen ...
Prose and Verse Samuel Taylor Coleridge. BETHLEN ( muttering aside ) . GLYCINE . Ah , often have I wish'd you were a king . You would protect the helpless everywhere , As you did us . And I , too , should not then Grieve for you , Bethlen ...
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ALHADRA ALVAR arms beneath BETHLEN BILLAUD VARENNES blessed BUTLER CASIMIR cause character child common COUNTESS dare dark dear doth dream DUCHESS Duke earth Egra EMERICK Emperor ESSAY evil faith fancy father fear feelings genius GLYCINE GORDON hand hast hath hear heard heart Heaven honor hope human ILLO Illyria ISIDORE ISOLANI Jacobins Jeremy Taylor lady language LASKA less light live look Lord Lyrical Ballads means metre mind moral mother nation nature never o'er object OCTAVIO OLD BATHORY once ORDONIO Pamphilus passion philosophical Piccolomini poem poet poetry present principles QUESTENBERG RAAB KIUPRILI Ratzeburg reader reason Robespierre round SAROLTA SCENE seem'd sense soul speak spirit sweet TERESA TERTSKY thee THEKLA thine things thou thought tion Treaty of Amiens true truth VALDEZ virtue voice WALLENSTEIN whole wild words WRANGEL ZAPOLYA
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Side 300 - The poet, described in ideal perfection, brings the whole soul of man into activity, with the subordination of its faculties to each other, according to their relative worth and dignity. He diffuses a tone and spirit of unity that blends, and (as it were) fuses, each into each, by that synthetic and magical power to which we have exclusively appropriated the name of imagination.
Side 298 - Lyrical Ballads,' in which it was agreed that my endeavours should be directed to persons and characters supernatural, or at least romantic ; yet so as to transfer from our inward nature a human interest and a semblance of truth sufficient to procure for these shadows of imagination that willing suspension of disbelief for the moment which constitutes poetic faith.
Side 64 - The spirit who bideth by himself In the land of mist and snow, He loved the bird that loved the man Who shot him with his bow.
Side 64 - The sails at noon left off their tune, And the ship stood still also. The Sun, right up above the mast, Had fixed her to the ocean: But in a minute she 'gan stir, With a short uneasy motion— Backwards and forwards half her length With a short uneasy motion. Then like a pawing horse let go, She made a sudden bound: It flung the blood into my head, And I fell down in a swound.
Side 63 - O happy living things! no tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware: Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware.
Side 300 - ... reveals itself in the balance or reconciliation of opposite or discordant qualities: of sameness, with difference; of the general, with the concrete; the idea, with the image; the individual, with the representative; the sense of novelty and freshness, with old and familiar objects...
Side 62 - The sun's rim dips, the stars rush out, At one stride comes the dark; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea Off shot the spectre-bark.
Side 64 - But tell me, tell me! speak again, Thy soft response renewing— What makes that ship drive on so fast? What is the ocean doing?' 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.
Side 38 - Like some coy maid half yielding to her lover, It pours such sweet upbraiding, as must needs Tempt to repeat the wrong ! And now, its strings Boldlier swept, the long sequacious notes Over delicious surges sink and rise, Such a soft floating witchery of sound As twilight Elfins make, when they at eve Voyage on gentle gales from Fairy-Land...
Side 63 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes : They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes.