The Poems of Samuel Taylor ColeridgeOxford University Press, 1907 - 391 Seiten |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Alfoxden amid babe bard behold beneath bird blessed blest bosom breast breath breeze bright brow charms cheek child Christ's Hospital Christabel clouds Coleridge dance dark dear death deep doth dream earth Faery Queen fair fancy fear feel flower gaze gentle green groan haply hath hear heard heart heaved Heaven holy hope hour hues Jeremy Taylor JESUS COLLEGE Kubla Khan lady light limbs look Lord Love's maid meek mind MONODY moon mother Mourn murmur muse ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er pain pale pity Pixies pleasure poem poor Roland de Vaux rose round SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song SONNET soothe sorrow soul sound spirit stars stood strange stream sweet swell tale Talleyrand tears thee thine things thou thought toil tree twas vale voice ween wild wind wing youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 264 - Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail: And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean: And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war!
Seite 285 - 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.
Seite 285 - O Wedding-Guest! this soul hath been Alone on a wide wide sea: So lonely 'twas, that God himself Scarce seemed there to be.
Seite 267 - By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me ? The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin ; The guests are met, the feast is set : May'st hear the merry din." He holds him with his skinny hand, " There was a ship,
Seite 280 - 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.
Seite 276 - I moved, and could not feel my limbs: I was so light — almost I thought that I had died in sleep, And was a blessed ghost.
Seite 286 - 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.
Seite 277 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream, To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Seite 229 - There was a time when, though my path was rough, This joy within me dallied with distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness : For Hope grew round me, like the twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mine.
Seite 229 - 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...