The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One VolumeThomas, Cowperthwait & Company, 1840 - 546 sider |
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... father , the Rev. John Coleridge , was vicar there , muse , boy , muse ! your nurse's daughter , you having been ... father's It was owing to a present made to Coleridge of living and large family rendered the strictest Bowles ' sonnets ...
... father , the Rev. John Coleridge , was vicar there , muse , boy , muse ! your nurse's daughter , you having been ... father's It was owing to a present made to Coleridge of living and large family rendered the strictest Bowles ' sonnets ...
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... father ) poet , the wondrous ballad tale of " Christabel . " The author tells us in his preface that the first part of it was written in his great poetic year , 1797 , at Stowey ; the second part , after his return from Germany , in ...
... father ) poet , the wondrous ballad tale of " Christabel . " The author tells us in his preface that the first part of it was written in his great poetic year , 1797 , at Stowey ; the second part , after his return from Germany , in ...
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... Father's joy , no Lover's bliss he shares , Yet still the rising radiance cheers his sight ; His Fellows ' freedom soothes the Captive's cares : Thou , FAYETTE ! who didst wake with startling voice Life's better sun from that long ...
... Father's joy , no Lover's bliss he shares , Yet still the rising radiance cheers his sight ; His Fellows ' freedom soothes the Captive's cares : Thou , FAYETTE ! who didst wake with startling voice Life's better sun from that long ...
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... Father one ! His weary oxen to their nightly shed , To - day may rule a tempest - troubled State . Nor shall not ... Father's Throne Lead gradual - else nor glorified nor loved . They nor Contempt embosom nor Revenge . For they dare know ...
... Father one ! His weary oxen to their nightly shed , To - day may rule a tempest - troubled State . Nor shall not ... Father's Throne Lead gradual - else nor glorified nor loved . They nor Contempt embosom nor Revenge . For they dare know ...
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... Father's might The Savior comes ! While as the Thousand Years Lead up their mystic dance , the Desert shouts ! Old Ocean claps his hands ! The mighty Dead Rise to new life , whoe'er from earliest time Alluding to the French Revolution ...
... Father's might The Savior comes ! While as the Thousand Years Lead up their mystic dance , the Desert shouts ! Old Ocean claps his hands ! The mighty Dead Rise to new life , whoe'er from earliest time Alluding to the French Revolution ...
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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 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 RAGOZZI Ratzeburg reader reason Robespierre round SAROLTA SCENE seem'd sense soul speak spirit sweet TALLIEN TERESA TERTSKY thee THEKLA thine things thou thought tion Treaty of Amiens true truth VALDEZ voice WALLENSTEIN whole wild words WRANGEL ZAPOLYA
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Side 72 - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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!
Side 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...
Side 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...
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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!