The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an Introductory Essay Upon His Philosophical and Theological Opinions, Том 7Harper & brothers, 1853 |
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... Lady , with a Poem on the French Revolution .. Sonnet I. " My Heart , has Thanked thee , Bowles ” .. II . " As late I lay in Slumber's Shadowy Vale " . 55 57 III . " Though roused by that dark vizir Riot rude ” . IV . " When British ...
... Lady , with a Poem on the French Revolution .. Sonnet I. " My Heart , has Thanked thee , Bowles ” .. II . " As late I lay in Slumber's Shadowy Vale " . 55 57 III . " Though roused by that dark vizir Riot rude ” . IV . " When British ...
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... Lady , with Falconer's Shipwreck , To a Young Lady on her recovery from a Fever ...... 147 142 142 143 . 144 * 146 Home - sick : written in Germany Answer to a Child's Question . A Child's . Evening Prayer .... The Visionary Hope ...
... Lady , with Falconer's Shipwreck , To a Young Lady on her recovery from a Fever ...... 147 142 142 143 . 144 * 146 Home - sick : written in Germany Answer to a Child's Question . A Child's . Evening Prayer .... The Visionary Hope ...
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... Lady offended by a sportive observation . 285 285 285 Lines suggested by the Last Words of Berengarius . 286 Sancti Dominici Pallium . 287 The Devil's Thoughts . 289 The two round spaces on the Tombstone .. 292 Lines to a Comic Author ...
... Lady offended by a sportive observation . 285 285 285 Lines suggested by the Last Words of Berengarius . 286 Sancti Dominici Pallium . 287 The Devil's Thoughts . 289 The two round spaces on the Tombstone .. 292 Lines to a Comic Author ...
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... Ladies ! to our cell . Here the wren of softest note Builds its nest and warbles well ; Here the blackbird strains his throat ; Welcome , Ladies ! to our cell . II . When fades the moon to shadowy - pale , And scuds the cloud before the ...
... Ladies ! to our cell . Here the wren of softest note Builds its nest and warbles well ; Here the blackbird strains his throat ; Welcome , Ladies ! to our cell . II . When fades the moon to shadowy - pale , And scuds the cloud before the ...
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... Being's passless mound ? Tell me , cold grave ! is death with poppies crowned ? Tired Sentinel ! mid fitful starts I nod , And fain would sleep , though pillowed on a clod ! TO A YOUNG LADY , WITH A POEM ON THE 56 JUVENILE POEMS .
... Being's passless mound ? Tell me , cold grave ! is death with poppies crowned ? Tired Sentinel ! mid fitful starts I nod , And fain would sleep , though pillowed on a clod ! TO A YOUNG LADY , WITH A POEM ON THE 56 JUVENILE POEMS .
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Стр. 231 - We hailed it in God's name. It ate the food it ne'er had eat, And round and round it flew. The ice did split with a thunder-fit; The helmsman steered us through ! And a good south wind sprung up behind ; The Albatross did follow, And every day, for food or play, Came to the mariners...
Стр. 243 - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Стр. 213 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Стр. 242 - Second Voice. 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.
Стр. 246 - 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.
Стр. 230 - 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.
Стр. 237 - In his loneliness and fixedness he yearneth towards the journeying Moon, and the stars that still sojourn, yet still move onward; and everywhere the blue sky belongs to them, and is their appointed rest and their native country and their own natural homes, which they enter unannounced, as lords that are certainly expected, and yet there is a silent joy at their arrival.
Стр. 232 - Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down ; 'Twas sad as sad could be ; And we did speak only to break The silence of the sea ! 158 THE ANCIENT MARINER.
Стр. 241 - gan stir, With a short uneasy motion — Backwards and forwards half her length, With a short uneasy motion.
Стр. 239 - And the coming wind did roar more loud, And the sails did sigh like sedge; And the rain poured down from one black cloud; The Moon was as its edge. The thick black cloud was cleft, and still The Moon was at its side: Like waters shot from some high crag, The lightning fell with never a jag, A river steep and wide.