The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One VolumeThomas, Cowperthwait & Company, 1840 - 546 pagina's |
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Pagina 15
... poor forlorn ! " ib . in the Hartz Forest 37 - " Sweet Mercy ! how my very heart On observing a Blossom on the 1st of Feb- has bled " ib . ruary , 1796 ib . " Thou bleedest , my poor heart ! and thy distress " ib . The Eolian Harp ...
... poor forlorn ! " ib . in the Hartz Forest 37 - " Sweet Mercy ! how my very heart On observing a Blossom on the 1st of Feb- has bled " ib . ruary , 1796 ib . " Thou bleedest , my poor heart ! and thy distress " ib . The Eolian Harp ...
Pagina 17
... Poor Chatterton ! he sorrows for thy fate late . Poor Chatterton ! farewell ! of darkest hues This chaplet cast I on thy unshaped tomb ; But dare no longer on the sad theme muse , Lest kindred woes persuade a kindred doom : For oh ! big ...
... Poor Chatterton ! he sorrows for thy fate late . Poor Chatterton ! farewell ! of darkest hues This chaplet cast I on thy unshaped tomb ; But dare no longer on the sad theme muse , Lest kindred woes persuade a kindred doom : For oh ! big ...
Pagina 17
... poor Raven's own oak . His young ones were kill'd ; for they could not depart , And their mother did die of a broken heart . The boughs from the trunk the woodman did sever ; And they floated it down on the course of the river . They ...
... poor Raven's own oak . His young ones were kill'd ; for they could not depart , And their mother did die of a broken heart . The boughs from the trunk the woodman did sever ; And they floated it down on the course of the river . They ...
Pagina 17
... POOR little foal of an oppressed race ! I love the languid patience of thy face : And oft with gentle hand I give thee bread , And clap thy ragged coat , and pat thy head . But what thy dulled spirits hath dismay'd , That never thou ...
... POOR little foal of an oppressed race ! I love the languid patience of thy face : And oft with gentle hand I give thee bread , And clap thy ragged coat , and pat thy head . But what thy dulled spirits hath dismay'd , That never thou ...
Pagina 18
... poor man's grateful prayer On heavenward wing thy wounded soul shall bear As oft at twilight gloom thy grave I pass , And sit me down upon its recent grass , With introverted eye I contemplate Similitude of soul , perhaps of - Fate ! To ...
... poor man's grateful prayer On heavenward wing thy wounded soul shall bear As oft at twilight gloom thy grave I pass , And sit me down upon its recent grass , With introverted eye I contemplate Similitude of soul , perhaps of - Fate ! To ...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and Verse Samuel Taylor Coleridge Volledige weergave - 1853 |
The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and Verse Samuel Taylor Coleridge Volledige weergave - 1853 |
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Pagina 72 - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.
Pagina 70 - 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.
Pagina 331 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie; His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Pagina 75 - I never saw aught like to them, Unless perchance it were "Brown skeletons of leaves that lag My forest-brook along; When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, And the owlet whoops to the wolf below, That eats the she-wolf's young.
Pagina 76 - 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!
Pagina 65 - Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air...
Pagina 46 - O struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky or when they sink...
Pagina 74 - Twas night, calm night, the Moon was high; The dead men stood together. All stood together on the deck, For a charnel-dungeon fitter: All fix'd on me their stony eyes, That in the Moon did glitter.
Pagina 75 - This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impart No voice; but oh! the silence sank Like music on my heart.
Pagina 72 - See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!