Coleridge, Том 10Harper & brothers, 1884 - Всего страниц: 199 |
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... kind , learned , simple - hearted father , is a religion to me . " Before he had attained his tenth year a presentation to Christ's Hospital was obtained for him by that eminent judge Mr. Justice Buller , a former pupil of his father's ...
... kind , learned , simple - hearted father , is a religion to me . " Before he had attained his tenth year a presentation to Christ's Hospital was obtained for him by that eminent judge Mr. Justice Buller , a former pupil of his father's ...
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... kind , declares roundly , and on the alleged authority of Coleridge himself , that 1 Miss Mitford , in her Recollections of a Literary Life , interestingly records the active share taken by her father in procuring the learned trooper's ...
... kind , declares roundly , and on the alleged authority of Coleridge himself , that 1 Miss Mitford , in her Recollections of a Literary Life , interestingly records the active share taken by her father in procuring the learned trooper's ...
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... kind , consisting partly of rhymed irregular odes , partly of a collection of Sonnets on Eminent Characters , and partly ( and principally ) of a blank - verse poem of several hundred lines , then , and in- deed for years afterwards ...
... kind , consisting partly of rhymed irregular odes , partly of a collection of Sonnets on Eminent Characters , and partly ( and principally ) of a blank - verse poem of several hundred lines , then , and in- deed for years afterwards ...
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... kind exertions on his behalf , he met with at Manchester , Derby , Notting- ham , and every other place he visited ; and the result of his tour was that he returned with nearly a thousand names on the subscription list of the Watchman ...
... kind exertions on his behalf , he met with at Manchester , Derby , Notting- ham , and every other place he visited ; and the result of his tour was that he returned with nearly a thousand names on the subscription list of the Watchman ...
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... kind that on 13th May , 1796 , the editor of the Watchman was compelled to bid farewell to his few remaining readers in the tenth number of his periodical , for the " short and satisfactory " reason that " the work does not pay its ...
... kind that on 13th May , 1796 , the editor of the Watchman was compelled to bid farewell to his few remaining readers in the tenth number of his periodical , for the " short and satisfactory " reason that " the work does not pay its ...
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acquaintance admiration afterwards Alfoxden Ancient Mariner appear beautiful biographer Biographia Literaria Bristol Calne Carlyle character Charles Lamb Christ's Hospital Christabel Cole Coleridge Coleridge's Coleridge's poetic Coleridgian complete consciousness contributions Cottle course criticism destined doubt early England English Eolian fact feeling genius Gillman Grasmere Green habit human ical imagination intellectual Keswick Lake country laudanum least lectures less letter literary literature London Lyrical Ballads Malta ment merits metaphysics mind months moral Morning Post Musings nature Nether Stowey never opium original pain passage passion perhaps period persons philosophy poem poet poet's poetry political prose Quantock Hills Quincey Quincey's reader reading reason record remarkable ridge ridge's Samuel Taylor Coleridge seems sense soul Southey spirit Stowey style thing thought tion truth verse volume Watchman Wedgwood whole words Wordsworth writes written young youthful
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Стр. 172 - Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Стр. 58 - 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...
Стр. 94 - For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my only plan: Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almost grown the habit of my soul.
Стр. 92 - A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief, In word, or sigh, or tear...
Стр. 58 - At this moment he was unfortunately called out by a person on business from Porlock, and detained by him above an hour...
Стр. 53 - 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?
Стр. 43 - In the one the incidents and agents were to be, in part at least, supernatural ; and the excellence aimed at was to consist in the interesting of the affections by the dramatic truth of such emotions as would naturally accompany such situations, supposing them real.
Стр. 6 - Come back into memory, like as thou wert in the day-spring of thy fancies, with hope like a fiery column before thee — the dark pillar not yet turned — Samuel Taylor Coleridge — Logician, Metaphysician, Bard ! — How have I seen the casual passer through the Cloisters stand still, entranced with admiration (while he weighed the disproportion between the speech and the garb of the young Mirandula), to hear thee unfold, in thy deep and sweet intonations, the mysteries of Jamblichus, or Plotinus...
Стр. 94 - 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.
Стр. 40 - 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.