The Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor ColeridgeD. Appleton, 1857 - 388 sider |
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... stream along , I haste to urge the learned toil That sternly chides my love - lorn song : Ah me ! too mindful of the days Illumed by Passion's orient rays , When Peace , and Cheerfulness , and Health Enriched me with the best of wealth ...
... stream along , I haste to urge the learned toil That sternly chides my love - lorn song : Ah me ! too mindful of the days Illumed by Passion's orient rays , When Peace , and Cheerfulness , and Health Enriched me with the best of wealth ...
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... stream ; Or where his wave with loud unquiet song Dashed o'er the rocky channel froths along ; Or where , his silver waters smoothed to rest , The tall tree's shadow sleeps upon his breast . VII . Hence , thou lingerer , Light ! Eve 10 ...
... stream ; Or where his wave with loud unquiet song Dashed o'er the rocky channel froths along ; Or where , his silver waters smoothed to rest , The tall tree's shadow sleeps upon his breast . VII . Hence , thou lingerer , Light ! Eve 10 ...
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... stream . VIII . Welcome Ladies ! to the cell Where the blameless Pixies dwell : But thou , sweet Nymph ! proclaimed our Faery Queen , With what obeisance meet Thy presence shall we greet ? For lo ! attendant on thy steps are seen ...
... stream . VIII . Welcome Ladies ! to the cell Where the blameless Pixies dwell : But thou , sweet Nymph ! proclaimed our Faery Queen , With what obeisance meet Thy presence shall we greet ? For lo ! attendant on thy steps are seen ...
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... Stream ! with slow foot wandering near , I bless thy milky waters cold and clear . Escaped the flashing of the noontide hours , With one fresh garland of Pierian flowers , ( Ere from thy zephyr - haunted brink I turn , ) My languid hand ...
... Stream ! with slow foot wandering near , I bless thy milky waters cold and clear . Escaped the flashing of the noontide hours , With one fresh garland of Pierian flowers , ( Ere from thy zephyr - haunted brink I turn , ) My languid hand ...
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... stream ! Dear native haunts ! where Virtue still is gay , Where Friendship's fixed star sheds a mellowed ray Where Love a crown of thornless Roses wears , Where softened Sorrow smiles within her tears ; And Memory , with a Vestal's ...
... stream ! Dear native haunts ! where Virtue still is gay , Where Friendship's fixed star sheds a mellowed ray Where Love a crown of thornless Roses wears , Where softened Sorrow smiles within her tears ; And Memory , with a Vestal's ...
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The Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Edited with a Biographical ... Samuel Taylor Coleridge Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2017 |
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amaranth ancient Mariner arms babe Bard beloved beneath bird blest bower breast breath breeze bright bright eyes brow Cain calm cheek child Christabel clouds Coleridge dark dear death deep doth dream earth fair fancy father fear feel flowers gaze gentle Geraldine green groan haply hath hear heard heart heaved Heaven HENDECASYLLABLES HEXAMETER holy Hope hour Jeremy Taylor Kubla Khan lady light limbs look Lord loud Love maid meek mind Monody Moon mother murmur muse ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er pain Pixies poem poet rock Roland de Vaux rose round S. T. Coleridge shadow SHURTON sigh silent sing Sir Leoline sleep smile soft song SONNET soothe soul sound spake spirit stars stept stood stream sweet swell tale tears thee thine things thou thought tree twas voice ween wild William Wordsworth wind wing youth
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Side 108 - twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song That makes the heavens be mute. " It ceased"; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Side 116 - I pass, like night, from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me : • To him my tale I teach.
Side 144 - 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.
Side 199 - Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve.
Side 254 - Thy habitation from eternity. 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought ! Entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, — So sweet we know not we are listening to it...
Side 254 - 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...
Side 112 - The rock shone bright, the kirk no less, That stands above the rock: The moonlight steeped in silentness The steady weathercock. And the bay was white with silent light, Till rising from the same, Full many shapes, that shadows were, In crimson colours came.
Side 94 - He holds him with his glittering eye — The wedding-guest stood still, And listens like a three-years' child : The Mariner hath his will. The wedding-guest sat on a stone : He cannot choose but hear ; And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner : ' The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared, Merrily did we drop Below the kirk, below the hill, Below the lighthouse top. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon ' — The wedding-guest here beat his breast, For he heard...
Side 115 - Laughed loud and long, and all the while His eyes went to and fro. "Ha! ha!" quoth he, "full plain I see, The Devil knows how to row." And now, all in my own countree, I stood on the firm land! The Hermit stepped forth from the boat, And scarcely he could stand. "O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man!" The Hermit crossed his brow. "Say quick," quoth he, "I bid thee say— What manner of man art thou?
Side 284 - To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah ! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud, Enveloping the Earth — And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice of its own birth, Of all sweet sounds the life and element...