The Poetical Works of S. T. Coleridge, Band 1W. Pickering, 1835 |
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... Tree Bower my Prison 201 To a Friend , who had declared his intention of writing no more Poetry 205 To William Wordsworth , composed on the night after his recitation of a Poem on the growth of an individual mind 206 The Nightingale 211 ...
... Tree Bower my Prison 201 To a Friend , who had declared his intention of writing no more Poetry 205 To William Wordsworth , composed on the night after his recitation of a Poem on the growth of an individual mind 206 The Nightingale 211 ...
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... In solemn thought the minstrel wont to rove , Like star - beam on the slow sequestered tide Lone - glittering , through the high tree branching wide . And here , in Inspiration's eager hour , When most 10 JUVENILE POEMS .
... In solemn thought the minstrel wont to rove , Like star - beam on the slow sequestered tide Lone - glittering , through the high tree branching wide . And here , in Inspiration's eager hour , When most 10 JUVENILE POEMS .
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... trees form its ceiling ; and on its sides are innumerable cyphers , among which the author discovered his own and those of his brothers , cut by the hand of their childhood . At the foot of the hill flows the river Otter . To this place ...
... trees form its ceiling ; and on its sides are innumerable cyphers , among which the author discovered his own and those of his brothers , cut by the hand of their childhood . At the foot of the hill flows the river Otter . To this place ...
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... tree's shadow sleeps upon his breast . VII . Hence thou lingerer , Light ! Eve saddens into Night . Mother of wildly - working dreams ! we view The sombre hours , that round thee stand With down - cast eyes ( a duteous band ) ! Their ...
... tree's shadow sleeps upon his breast . VII . Hence thou lingerer , Light ! Eve saddens into Night . Mother of wildly - working dreams ! we view The sombre hours , that round thee stand With down - cast eyes ( a duteous band ) ! Their ...
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... tree There was of swine a huge company , That grunted as they crunched the mast : For that was ripe , and fell full fast . Then they trotted away , for the wind grew high : One acorn they left , and no more might you spy . Next came a ...
... tree There was of swine a huge company , That grunted as they crunched the mast : For that was ripe , and fell full fast . Then they trotted away , for the wind grew high : One acorn they left , and no more might you spy . Next came a ...
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amid arms babe beneath blessed blest boughs bower breast breath breeze bright calm cheek child clouds curse dance dark dart dear deep dream Earl Henry earth Ellen fair fancy fear feel flowers gazed gentle groans hark hast hath hear heard heart heave heaven hills holy hope hour immortal song Jeremy Taylor lady Lewti light limbs listened maid Mary's neck meek melancholy methinks mind moon mossy mother murmur muse Myosotis Scorpioides Nature ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er pain PATRICK SPENCE Peace Pixies playmate pleasure poem prayer rock round Sandoval sigh silent silent hills sing Slau sleep smile soft song SONNET soothe sorrow soul sound spirit stars stept stream sweet sweet sensations swelling tears thee thine thou thought thought Industrious throne toil trembling twas Twill vale voice wild wind wing youth
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Seite 264 - By woman wailing for her demon-lover! And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing, A mighty fountain momently was forced...
Seite 182 - Thou too, hoar Mount! with thy sky-pointing peaks, Oft from whose feet the avalanche, unheard, Shoots downward, glittering through the pure serene Into the depth of clouds, that veil thy breast— Thou too again, stupendous Mountain!
Seite 214 - Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall. Heard only in the trances of the blast, Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, Quietly shining to the quiet Moon, DEJECTION.
Seite 107 - And when he had opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of them that were slain for the word of God, and for the testimony which they held: And they cried with a loud voice, saying, How long, O Lord, holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood on them that dwell on the earth?
Seite 181 - 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?
Seite 182 - God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God...
Seite 231 - Well! If the Bard was weather-wise, who made The grand old ballad of Sir Patrick Spence, This night, so tranquil now, will not go hence Unroused by winds, that ply a busier trade Than those which mould yon cloud in lazy flakes, Or the dull sobbing draft, that moans and rakes Upon the strings of this ^olian lute, Which better far were mute.
Seite 213 - Fill up the interspersed vacancies And momentary pauses of the thought ! My babe so beautiful ! it thrills my heart With tender gladness, thus to look at thee...
Seite 262 - The author continued for about three hours in a profound sleep, at least of the external senses, during which time he has the most vivid confidence, that he could not have composed less than from two to three hundred lines ; if, that indeed can be called composition in which all the images rose up before him as things, with a parallel production of the correspondent expressions, without any sensation or consciousness of effort.
Seite 144 - The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long...