The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With a Life of the AuthorJohn Thomas Cox, 1836 - Всего страниц: 403 |
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... dear friend who attached himself to me from my first arrival at Bristol , who has continued my friend with a fidelity unconquered by time , or even by my own apparent neglect ; a friend from whom I never received an advice that was not ...
... dear friend who attached himself to me from my first arrival at Bristol , who has continued my friend with a fidelity unconquered by time , or even by my own apparent neglect ; a friend from whom I never received an advice that was not ...
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... dear to every Englishman who has studied at that university , as it is venerable to men of science throughout Europe . Eickhorn's lectures on the New Testament were repeated to me from notes by a student from Ratzeburg , a young man of ...
... dear to every Englishman who has studied at that university , as it is venerable to men of science throughout Europe . Eickhorn's lectures on the New Testament were repeated to me from notes by a student from Ratzeburg , a young man of ...
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... dear to Him from whom they came . ' Of this work , to which all my other writings ( unless I except my poems , and these I can except in part only ) are introductory and preparative ; and the result of which ( if the premises be , as I ...
... dear to Him from whom they came . ' Of this work , to which all my other writings ( unless I except my poems , and these I can except in part only ) are introductory and preparative ; and the result of which ( if the premises be , as I ...
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... dear friends , James and Ann Gillman , ( my more than friends , the guardians of my health , happiness , and interests , during the fourteen years of my life that I have enjoyed the proofs of their constant , zealous , and disinterested ...
... dear friends , James and Ann Gillman , ( my more than friends , the guardians of my health , happiness , and interests , during the fourteen years of my life that I have enjoyed the proofs of their constant , zealous , and disinterested ...
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... dear friend , the companion , partner , and helpmate of my worthiest studies , Mr. Joseph Henry Green . Further , to Mr. Gillman , as the most expressive way in which I can mark my relation to him , and in remembrance of a great and ...
... dear friend , the companion , partner , and helpmate of my worthiest studies , Mr. Joseph Henry Green . Further , to Mr. Gillman , as the most expressive way in which I can mark my relation to him , and in remembrance of a great and ...
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Стр. 185 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain. Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and wat'ry depths; all these have vanished ; They live no longer in the faith of reason!
Стр. 94 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Стр. 106 - Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company \~ To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay...
Стр. 88 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Стр. 97 - 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! And now 'twas like all instruments, now like a lonely flute; and now it is an angel's song, that makes the heavens be mute.
Стр. 81 - ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, ' Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve...
Стр. 98 - 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.
Стр. li - tis Death itself there dies. EPITAPH. STOP, Christian Passer-by — Stop, child of God, And read with gentle breast. Beneath this sod A poet lies, or that which once seem'd he — O lift one thought in prayer for STC ; That he who many a year with toil of breath Found death in life, may here find life in death ! Mercy for praise — to be forgiven for fame He ask'd, and hoped, through Christ. Do thou the same ! AN ODE TO THE RAIN.
Стр. 78 - 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...
Стр. 101 - It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew.