The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With a Life of the AuthorJohn Thomas Cox, 1836 - 403 páginas |
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... gives the following account of the effect they had on his mind and studies . " I had just entered my seventeenth year when the son- nets of Mr. Bowles , twenty in number , and X LIFE OF THE AUTHOR . To a Friend, who asked how I felt when.
... gives the following account of the effect they had on his mind and studies . " I had just entered my seventeenth year when the son- nets of Mr. Bowles , twenty in number , and X LIFE OF THE AUTHOR . To a Friend, who asked how I felt when.
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... gives me addi- tional pleasure , when I can safely refer and attribute it to the conversation or correspondence of another . My obligations to Mr. Bowles were indeed important , and for radical good . At a very premature age , even ...
... gives me addi- tional pleasure , when I can safely refer and attribute it to the conversation or correspondence of another . My obligations to Mr. Bowles were indeed important , and for radical good . At a very premature age , even ...
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... gives of his happy days at college . Say not that he did not obtain , and did not wish to obtain clas- sical honours . He did obtain them , and was eagerly ambitious of them ; but he did not bend to that discipline which was to qualify ...
... gives of his happy days at college . Say not that he did not obtain , and did not wish to obtain clas- sical honours . He did obtain them , and was eagerly ambitious of them ; but he did not bend to that discipline which was to qualify ...
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... give an account of his disappointment , when the round - faced man in black entered , and dissipated all doubts on the subject , by beginning to talk . My father lived ten miles from Shrewsbury , and was in the habit of exchanging ...
... give an account of his disappointment , when the round - faced man in black entered , and dissipated all doubts on the subject , by beginning to talk . My father lived ten miles from Shrewsbury , and was in the habit of exchanging ...
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... give the poet great entertainment . He then declared his sanguine belief in Nelson's victory , and anticipated its confirmation with a keen and triumphant pleasure . His words , tones , looks , implied the most vehement anti ...
... give the poet great entertainment . He then declared his sanguine belief in Nelson's victory , and anticipated its confirmation with a keen and triumphant pleasure . His words , tones , looks , implied the most vehement anti ...
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Página 185 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain. Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and wat'ry depths; all these have vanished ; They live no longer in the faith of reason!
Página 94 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Página 106 - 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...
Página 88 - 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.
Página 97 - Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; sometimes all little birds that are, how they seemed to fill the sea and air with their sweet jargoning! And now 'twas like all instruments, now like a lonely flute; and now it is an angel's song, that makes the heavens be mute.
Página 81 - ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, ' Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve...
Página 98 - gan stir, With a short uneasy motion Backwards and forwards half her length With a short uneasy motion. Then, like a pawing horse let go, She made a sudden bound: It flung the blood into my head, And I fell down in a swound.
Página li - tis Death itself there dies. EPITAPH. STOP, Christian Passer-by — Stop, child of God, And read with gentle breast. Beneath this sod A poet lies, or that which once seem'd he — O lift one thought in prayer for STC ; That he who many a year with toil of breath Found death in life, may here find life in death ! Mercy for praise — to be forgiven for fame He ask'd, and hoped, through Christ. Do thou the same ! AN ODE TO THE RAIN.
Página 78 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
Página 101 - It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew.