The Poetical and Dramatic Works of S. T. Coleridge: With a Life of the Author, Bind 1Little, Brown, 1861 |
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Side lxxix
... many and warm ones , who were friends of my youth , and have never deserted me , ) will thank you with I have taken no notice of your kind reverence . • apologies . If I could not be comfortable in your MEMOIR OF THE AUTHOR . lxxix.
... many and warm ones , who were friends of my youth , and have never deserted me , ) will thank you with I have taken no notice of your kind reverence . • apologies . If I could not be comfortable in your MEMOIR OF THE AUTHOR . lxxix.
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... kind- hearted woman , moved by the forlornness of his story , and won by his quick perceptive sympathy , and sweetness of manner , soon shared in her hus- band's veneration for their guest . Coleridge's morbid vanity was gratified , his ...
... kind- hearted woman , moved by the forlornness of his story , and won by his quick perceptive sympathy , and sweetness of manner , soon shared in her hus- band's veneration for their guest . Coleridge's morbid vanity was gratified , his ...
Side lxxxv
... kind soever ; he did not enough regard or value it , whether for himself or his neighbour . " * By far the most valuable portion of this desul- tory book is the analytical criticism and estimate of Wordsworth's poetry , which occupies ...
... kind soever ; he did not enough regard or value it , whether for himself or his neighbour . " * By far the most valuable portion of this desul- tory book is the analytical criticism and estimate of Wordsworth's poetry , which occupies ...
Side xciii
... kind to be well re- tained even by the firmest and most practised me- mory , and few reports of it have been preserved . After his uncle's death Mr. Henry Nelson Cole- ridge , the husband of his only daughter , published , under the ...
... kind to be well re- tained even by the firmest and most practised me- mory , and few reports of it have been preserved . After his uncle's death Mr. Henry Nelson Cole- ridge , the husband of his only daughter , published , under the ...
Side xcvi
... kind of prophetic or magician character . He was thought to hold , he alone in England , the key of German and other Transcendentalisms ; knew the sublime secret of believing by the reason ' what the understanding ' had been obliged to ...
... kind of prophetic or magician character . He was thought to hold , he alone in England , the key of German and other Transcendentalisms ; knew the sublime secret of believing by the reason ' what the understanding ' had been obliged to ...
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Side 239 - She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her face.
Side 132 - 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 133 - 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 141 - Upon the whirl, where sank the ship, The boat spun round and round; And all was still, save that the hill Was telling of the sound. I...
Side 132 - Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning!
Side 240 - And that he cross'd the mountain-woods, Nor rested day nor night; That sometimes from the savage den, And sometimes from the darksome shade, And sometimes starting up at once In green and sunny glade, There came and looked him in the face An angel beautiful and bright; And that he knew it was a Fiend, This miserable Knight!
Side 302 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
Side 286 - O ! the one life within us and abroad, Which meets all motion and becomes its soul, A light in sound, a sound-like power in light, Rhythm in all thought, and joyance everywhere...
Side 310 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, GOD ! Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal frost!
Side 309 - Who gave you your invulnerable life, Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy, Unceasing thunder and eternal foam? And who commanded (and the silence came), Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?