The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an Introductory Essay Upon His Philosophical and Theological Opinions, Bind 7Harper & brothers, 1868 |
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Side 18
... head recline , And bids compassion seek the realms of woe To heal the wounded , and to raise the low . She comes ! she comes ! the meek ey'd power I see With liberal hand that loves to bless ; The clouds of sorrow at her presence flee ...
... head recline , And bids compassion seek the realms of woe To heal the wounded , and to raise the low . She comes ! she comes ! the meek ey'd power I see With liberal hand that loves to bless ; The clouds of sorrow at her presence flee ...
Side 20
... head , While " mid the pelting of that merciless storm , " Sunk to the cold earth Otway's famished form ! Sublime of thought , and confident of fame , From vales where Avon winds the Minstrel * came . Light - hearted youth ! aye , as he ...
... head , While " mid the pelting of that merciless storm , " Sunk to the cold earth Otway's famished form ! Sublime of thought , and confident of fame , From vales where Avon winds the Minstrel * came . Light - hearted youth ! aye , as he ...
Side 25
... head . V. When Evening's dusky car Crowned with her dewy star Steals o'er the fading sky in shadowy flight ; On leaves of aspen trees We tremble to the breeze Veiled from the grosser ken of mortal sight . Or , haply , at the visionary ...
... head . V. When Evening's dusky car Crowned with her dewy star Steals o'er the fading sky in shadowy flight ; On leaves of aspen trees We tremble to the breeze Veiled from the grosser ken of mortal sight . Or , haply , at the visionary ...
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... head The seven - fold cap of night be spread , Yet lift that drowsy head awhile And yawn propitiously a smile ; In drizzly rains poppean dews O'er the tir'd inmates of the Coach diffuse ; And when thou'st charm'd our eyes to rest ...
... head The seven - fold cap of night be spread , Yet lift that drowsy head awhile And yawn propitiously a smile ; In drizzly rains poppean dews O'er the tir'd inmates of the Coach diffuse ; And when thou'st charm'd our eyes to rest ...
Side 34
... slowest steps thy funeral steed must go , Nodding his head in all the pomp of woe : Wide scatter round each dark and deadly weed , 1789 . And let the melancholy dirge complain ( While Bats shall 34 JUVENILE POEMS . Monody on a Tea-kettle.
... slowest steps thy funeral steed must go , Nodding his head in all the pomp of woe : Wide scatter round each dark and deadly weed , 1789 . And let the melancholy dirge complain ( While Bats shall 34 JUVENILE POEMS . Monody on a Tea-kettle.
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Side 247 - 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 154 - Ye Ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo,...
Side 238 - They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. "Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Side 154 - Who called you forth from night and utter death, From dark and icy caverns called you forth, Down those precipitous, black, jagged rocks, For ever shattered and the same for ever?
Side 248 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Side 243 - All fixed on me their stony eyes, That in the moon did glitter. The pang, the curse, with which they died Had never passed away: I could not draw my eyes from theirs, Nor turn them up to pray.
Side 126 - ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame.
Side 251 - There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Side 236 - Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide, wide sea ! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony.
Side 237 - The moving Moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide ; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside — "Her beams bemocked the sultry main, Like April hoar-frost spread ; But where the ship's huge shadow lay, The charmed water burnt alway A still and awful red.