The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an Introductory Essay Upon His Philosophical and Theological Opinions, Volumen 7Harper & brothers, 1853 |
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... pause abrupt - and gaze upon the waves below . Poor Chatterton ! he sorrows for thy fate Who would have praised and loved thee , ere too late . Poor Chatterton ! farewell ! of darkest hues This chaplet 22 JUVENILE POEMS .
... pause abrupt - and gaze upon the waves below . Poor Chatterton ! he sorrows for thy fate Who would have praised and loved thee , ere too late . Poor Chatterton ! farewell ! of darkest hues This chaplet 22 JUVENILE POEMS .
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... pauses with hope - mingled dread To list the much - loved maid's accustomed tread : She , vainly mindful of her dame's command , Loiters , the long - filled pitcher in her hand . Unboastful Stream ! thy fount with pebbled falls The ...
... pauses with hope - mingled dread To list the much - loved maid's accustomed tread : She , vainly mindful of her dame's command , Loiters , the long - filled pitcher in her hand . Unboastful Stream ! thy fount with pebbled falls The ...
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... a happier land Spread her broad wings , that fluttered with affright , Erskine thy voice she heard , and paused her flight Sublime of hope ! For dreadless thou didst stand ( Thy censer glowing with the hallowed flame ) A JUVENILE POEMS .
... a happier land Spread her broad wings , that fluttered with affright , Erskine thy voice she heard , and paused her flight Sublime of hope ! For dreadless thou didst stand ( Thy censer glowing with the hallowed flame ) A JUVENILE POEMS .
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... pauses the tired Cossac's barbarous yell Of triumph ) on the chill and midnight gale Rises with frantic burst or sadder swell The dirge of murdered Hope ! while Freedom pale Bends in such anguish o'er her destined bier , As if from ...
... pauses the tired Cossac's barbarous yell Of triumph ) on the chill and midnight gale Rises with frantic burst or sadder swell The dirge of murdered Hope ! while Freedom pale Bends in such anguish o'er her destined bier , As if from ...
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... pause and oft - reverted eye I climb the Coomb's ascent : sweet songsters near Warble in shade their wild - wood melody : Far off the unvarying Cuckoo soothes my ear . Up scour the startling stragglers of the Flock That on green plots o ...
... pause and oft - reverted eye I climb the Coomb's ascent : sweet songsters near Warble in shade their wild - wood melody : Far off the unvarying Cuckoo soothes my ear . Up scour the startling stragglers of the Flock That on green plots o ...
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The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Volumen 7 Samuel Taylor Coleridge Vista completa - 1884 |
Términos y frases comunes
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Página 231 - We hailed it in God's name. It ate the food it ne'er had eat, And round and round it flew. The ice did split with a thunder-fit; The helmsman steered us through ! And a good south wind sprung up behind ; The Albatross did follow, And every day, for food or play, Came to the mariners...
Página 243 - 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.
Página 213 - 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.
Página 242 - Second Voice. Still as a slave before his lord, The ocean hath no blast ; His great bright eye most silently Up to the Moon is cast. If he may know which way to go ; For she guides him smooth or grim. See, brother, see ! how graciously She looketh down on him.
Página 246 - 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.
Página 230 - 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.
Página 237 - In his loneliness and fixedness he yearneth towards the journeying Moon, and the stars that still sojourn, yet still move onward; and everywhere the blue sky belongs to them, and is their appointed rest and their native country and their own natural homes, which they enter unannounced, as lords that are certainly expected, and yet there is a silent joy at their arrival.
Página 232 - Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down ; 'Twas sad as sad could be ; And we did speak only to break The silence of the sea ! 158 THE ANCIENT MARINER.
Página 241 - gan stir, With a short uneasy motion — Backwards and forwards half her length, With a short uneasy motion.
Página 239 - And the coming wind did roar more loud, And the sails did sigh like sedge; And the rain poured down from one black cloud; The Moon was as its edge. The thick black cloud was cleft, and still The Moon was at its side: Like waters shot from some high crag, The lightning fell with never a jag, A river steep and wide.