The Poems of S.T. ColeridgeWilliam Pickering, 1848 - Всего страниц: 372 |
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge. MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . Page Love's Apparition and Evanishment . 337 Morning Invitation to a Child 338 Consolation of a Maniac 339 A Character ... 341 The Reproof and Reply . 344 Written in an Album The Exchange ...
Samuel Taylor Coleridge. MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . Page Love's Apparition and Evanishment . 337 Morning Invitation to a Child 338 Consolation of a Maniac 339 A Character ... 341 The Reproof and Reply . 344 Written in an Album The Exchange ...
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... morn oft the traveller chill , But soon his path the sun of Love shall warm ; And each glad scene look brighter for the storm ! 1789 . TIME , REAL AND IMAGINARY . AN ALLEGORY . N the wide level of a mountain's head , ON ( I knew not ...
... morn oft the traveller chill , But soon his path the sun of Love shall warm ; And each glad scene look brighter for the storm ! 1789 . TIME , REAL AND IMAGINARY . AN ALLEGORY . N the wide level of a mountain's head , ON ( I knew not ...
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... Morn , all gem - bedight , Hath streak'd the East with rosy light , We sip the furze - flower's fragrant dews Clad in robes of rainbow hues : Or sport amid the shooting gleams To the tune of distant - tinkling teams , While lusty Labour ...
... Morn , all gem - bedight , Hath streak'd the East with rosy light , We sip the furze - flower's fragrant dews Clad in robes of rainbow hues : Or sport amid the shooting gleams To the tune of distant - tinkling teams , While lusty Labour ...
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... Morn's first beams , the health- ful breeze , ONCE All nature charm , and gay was every hour : - But ah ! not Music's self , nor fragrant bower Can glad the trembling sense of wan disease . Now that the frequent pangs my frame assail ...
... Morn's first beams , the health- ful breeze , ONCE All nature charm , and gay was every hour : - But ah ! not Music's self , nor fragrant bower Can glad the trembling sense of wan disease . Now that the frequent pangs my frame assail ...
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... morning ray ! Ah ! rather bid the perished pleasures move , A shadowy train , across the soul of Love ! O'er Disappointment's wintry desert fling Each flower that wreathed the dewy locks of Spring , When blushing , like a bride , from ...
... morning ray ! Ah ! rather bid the perished pleasures move , A shadowy train , across the soul of Love ! O'er Disappointment's wintry desert fling Each flower that wreathed the dewy locks of Spring , When blushing , like a bride , from ...
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Albatross amid arms babe bard beneath bird blessed blest bower breast breath breeze bright bright eyes calm cheek child Christabel cloud dark Dark Ladie dear death deep doth dream Earth fair fancy fear feel flowers gaze gentle Geraldine green groan hath hear heard heart heave Heaven holy hope hour Jeremy Taylor KUBLA KHAN lady land of mist Lewti light limbs look loud maid meek mind moon mother murmur muse ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er pain pang PATRICK SPENCE POEMS pray rock Roland de Vaux rose round S. T. COLERIDGE shadow ship sigh silent sing Sir Leoline Slau sleep smile soft song SONNET soothe soul sound spake spirit stars stept stood strange stream sweet swell tale tears tell thee thine things thou thought toil tree trembling Twas voice ween wild wind wing youth
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Стр. 259 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth ; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Стр. 223 - 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. And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.
Стр. 233 - The upper air burst into life ! And a hundred fire-flags sheen, To and fro they were hurried about ! And to and fro, and in and out, The wan stars danced between.
Стр. 224 - And I had done a hellish thing, And it would work 'em woe : For all averred, I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow.
Стр. 114 - Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve; 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. She wept with pity and delight, She blushed with love, and virgin shame; And like the murmur of a dream, I heard her breathe my name.
Стр. 227 - There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye! When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. "At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
Стр. 189 - Joy, Lady! is the spirit and the power, Which wedding Nature to us gives in dower A new Earth and new Heaven...
Стр. 233 - My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank ; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my body drank. 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.
Стр. 235 - 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!
Стр. 242 - Laughed loud and long, and all the while His eyes went to and fro. "Ha! ha!" quoth he, "full plain I see, The Devil knows how to row." And now, all in my own countree, I stood on the firm land! The Hermit stepped forth from the boat, And scarcely he could stand. "O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man!" The Hermit crossed his brow. "Say quick," quoth he, "I bid thee say What manner of man art thou?