The Poems of S.T. ColeridgeWilliam Pickering, 1844 - 372 pagina's |
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Pagina 1
... soul a Voice there lives ! It bids you hear the tale of Woe . When sinking low the Sufferer wan Beholds no hand outstretcht to save , Fair , as the bosom of the Swan That rises graceful o'er the wave , I've seen your breast with pity ...
... soul a Voice there lives ! It bids you hear the tale of Woe . When sinking low the Sufferer wan Beholds no hand outstretcht to save , Fair , as the bosom of the Swan That rises graceful o'er the wave , I've seen your breast with pity ...
Pagina 4
... Soul ! ) to harps of Seraphim . Yet oft , perforce , ( ' tis suffering Nature's call ) I weep , that heaven - born Genius so should fall ; And oft , in Fancy's saddest hour , my soul- Averted shudders at the poisoned bowl . Now groans ...
... Soul ! ) to harps of Seraphim . Yet oft , perforce , ( ' tis suffering Nature's call ) I weep , that heaven - born Genius so should fall ; And oft , in Fancy's saddest hour , my soul- Averted shudders at the poisoned bowl . Now groans ...
Pagina 6
... soul , and haggard eye ! Thy wasted form , thy hurried steps I view , On thy wan forehead starts the lethal dew , And oh ! the anguish of that shuddering sigh ! Such were the struggles of the gloomy hour , When Care , of withered brow ...
... soul , and haggard eye ! Thy wasted form , thy hurried steps I view , On thy wan forehead starts the lethal dew , And oh ! the anguish of that shuddering sigh ! Such were the struggles of the gloomy hour , When Care , of withered brow ...
Pagina 8
... soul feels the mastering power , These wilds , these caverns roaming o'er , Round which the screaming sea - gulls soar , With wild unequal steps he passed along , Oft pouring on the winds a broken song : Anon , upon some rough rock's ...
... soul feels the mastering power , These wilds , these caverns roaming o'er , Round which the screaming sea - gulls soar , With wild unequal steps he passed along , Oft pouring on the winds a broken song : Anon , upon some rough rock's ...
Pagina 11
... soul our soothing witcheries shed And twine the future garland round his head . V. When Evening's dusky car Crowned with her dewy star Steals o'er the fading sky in shadowy flight ; On leaves of aspen trees We tremble to the breeze ...
... soul our soothing witcheries shed And twine the future garland round his head . V. When Evening's dusky car Crowned with her dewy star Steals o'er the fading sky in shadowy flight ; On leaves of aspen trees We tremble to the breeze ...
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Albatross amid arms babe bard beautiful beneath bird blessed blest bower breast breath breeze bright bright eyes calm cheek child Christabel cloud curse dark Dark Ladie dear deep doth dream earth Eolian fair fancy fear feel flowers gazed gentle Geraldine green groan hath hear heard heart heave Heaven holy hope hour Jeremy Taylor KUBLA KHAN lady land of mist light limbs look loud maid melancholy mind moon mossy mother murmur ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er pain pang PATRICK SPENCE poem prayed rock Roland de Vaux rose round S. T. COLERIDGE shadow ship sigh silent sing Sir Leoline Slau sleep smile soft song soothing soul sound spake spirit stars stept stood strange stream sweet swelling tale tears tell thee thine things thou thought tree Twas voice ween wild wind wings youth