The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and VerseT. Cowperthwait, 1845 - 546 pagina's |
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Pagina 15
... Dark Ladie Lewti , or the Circassian Love Chaunt . The Picture , or the Lover's Resolution The Night Scene ; a Dramatic Fragment . 31 To an Unfortunate Woman , whom the Au- thor had known in the days of her inno- 8888 28 29 30 8 . cence ...
... Dark Ladie Lewti , or the Circassian Love Chaunt . The Picture , or the Lover's Resolution The Night Scene ; a Dramatic Fragment . 31 To an Unfortunate Woman , whom the Au- thor had known in the days of her inno- 8888 28 29 30 8 . cence ...
Pagina 16
... dark robes dripping with the heavy dew Sorceress of the ebon throne ! Thy power the Pixies own , When round thy raven brow Heaven's lucent roses glow , And clouds , in watery colors drest , Float in light drapery o'er thy sable vest ...
... dark robes dripping with the heavy dew Sorceress of the ebon throne ! Thy power the Pixies own , When round thy raven brow Heaven's lucent roses glow , And clouds , in watery colors drest , Float in light drapery o'er thy sable vest ...
Pagina 19
... dark Vizir , Riot rude Have driven our PRIEST over the ocean swell . Though Superstition and her wolfish brood Bay his mild radiance , impotent and fell ; Calm in his halls of brightness he shall dwell ' For lo ! Religion at his strong ...
... dark Vizir , Riot rude Have driven our PRIEST over the ocean swell . Though Superstition and her wolfish brood Bay his mild radiance , impotent and fell ; Calm in his halls of brightness he shall dwell ' For lo ! Religion at his strong ...
Pagina 20
... dark dungeon of the tower time - rent That fearful voice , a famish'd Father's cry- Lest in some after moment aught more mean Might stamp me mortal ! A triumphant shout Black Horror scream'd , and all her goblin rout Diminish'd shrunk ...
... dark dungeon of the tower time - rent That fearful voice , a famish'd Father's cry- Lest in some after moment aught more mean Might stamp me mortal ! A triumphant shout Black Horror scream'd , and all her goblin rout Diminish'd shrunk ...
Pagina 22
... dark disliking eye , Or Mirth's untimely din ? With cruel weight these trifles press A temper sore with tenderness , When aches the void within . But why with sable wand unbless'd Should Fancy rouse within my breast Dim - visaged shapes ...
... dark disliking eye , Or Mirth's untimely din ? With cruel weight these trifles press A temper sore with tenderness , When aches the void within . But why with sable wand unbless'd Should Fancy rouse within my breast Dim - visaged shapes ...
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ALHADRA ALVAR arms beneath BETHLEN BILLAUD VARENNES blessed BUTLER CASIMIR cause character COUNTESS dare dark dear doth dream DUCHESS Duke earth Egra EMERICK Emperor ESSAY evil faith fancy father fear feelings genius GLYCINE GORDON hand hast hath hear heard heart Heaven honor hope human ILLO Illyria ISIDORE ISOLANI Jacobins lady language LASKA less light live look Lord Lyrical Ballads means metre mind moral mother nation nature never o'er object OCTAVIO OLD BATHORY once ORDONIO Pamphilus passion philosophical Piccolomini poem poet poetic poetry present principles QUESTENBERG RAAB KIUPRILI RAGOZZI Ratzeburg reader reason Robespierre round SAROLTA SCENE sense soul speak spirit sweet TALLIEN TERESA TERTSKY thee THEKLA thine things thou thought tion Treaty of Amiens true truth VALDEZ virtue voice WALLENSTEIN whole wild words WRANGEL ZAPOLYA
Populaire passages
Pagina 71 - 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.
Pagina 77 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, '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 ! Farewell, farewell!
Pagina 49 - And what if all of animated nature Be but organic harps diversely framed, That tremble into thought, as o'er them sweeps Plastic and vast, one intellectual breeze, At once the Soul of each, and God of all?
Pagina 72 - 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.
Pagina 72 - The Sun now rose upon the right: Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Came to the mariners
Pagina 72 - 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.
Pagina 78 - Is the night chilly and dark? The night is chilly, but not dark. The thin gray cloud is spread on high, It covers but not hides the sky. The moon is behind, and at the full ; And yet she looks both small and dull.
Pagina 75 - 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.
Pagina 65 - 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.
Pagina 59 - And those thin clouds above, in flakes and bars, That give away their motion to the stars; Those stars, that glide behind them or between, Now sparkling, now bedimmed, but always seen: Yon crescent Moon, as fixed as if it grew In its own cloudless, starless lake...