The Life of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Volumen 1William Pickering, 1838 - 362 páginas |
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... heart which her husband possessed so largely . But imperfection cleaves to mortality . " Such , as given in this brief sketch , were the parents of the subject of this memoir . * 66 I have heard Coleridge relate the following anecdote ...
... heart which her husband possessed so largely . But imperfection cleaves to mortality . " Such , as given in this brief sketch , were the parents of the subject of this memoir . * 66 I have heard Coleridge relate the following anecdote ...
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... heart : " - nor ever with his lips did he for a few months only support the new light given him by Voltaire . " With my heart , " says he , " I never did abandon " the name of Christ . " This reached Bowyer's ears , and he sent for him ...
... heart : " - nor ever with his lips did he for a few months only support the new light given him by Voltaire . " With my heart , " says he , " I never did abandon " the name of Christ . " This reached Bowyer's ears , and he sent for him ...
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... heart and imagi- " native spirit of a young man mistake the pro- ' jected creature of his own moral yearning , seen " in the reflecting surface of the first not repul- " sive or vulgar female who treats him affection- ately , for the ...
... heart and imagi- " native spirit of a young man mistake the pro- ' jected creature of his own moral yearning , seen " in the reflecting surface of the first not repul- " sive or vulgar female who treats him affection- ately , for the ...
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... heart , and its consequences are immediate ; in others , it leaves behind bodily sufferings , which may indeed be palliated , but terminate only in a lingering dissolution . I have often heard Coleridge express regret that he had not ...
... heart , and its consequences are immediate ; in others , it leaves behind bodily sufferings , which may indeed be palliated , but terminate only in a lingering dissolution . I have often heard Coleridge express regret that he had not ...
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... heart still fondly clings , Tho ' fluttering round on Fancy's burnish'd wings , Her tales of future joy Hope loves to tell . Adieu , adieu ! ye much loved cloisters pale ! Ah ! would those happy days return again , When ' neath your ...
... heart still fondly clings , Tho ' fluttering round on Fancy's burnish'd wings , Her tales of future joy Hope loves to tell . Adieu , adieu ! ye much loved cloisters pale ! Ah ! would those happy days return again , When ' neath your ...
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afterwards appeared BASIL MONTAGU beautiful Biographia Biographia Literaria Bishop Brocken cause character Christ Christ's Hospital Christabel Christianity cloth boards Cole Coleridge Coleridge's College consequence conversation crown 8vo dear delighted doctrine dream early edition English excited eyes faith fancy father feelings Foolscap 8vo genius Geraldine habit heart hill honourable hope hour intellectual Jacobinism kind lady Lamb language Large Paper lecture letter literary looked memoir ment Middleton mind moral nature Nether Stowey never object observed opinions painful party person philosophical poems poet POETICAL poetry portrait present principles published Ratzeburg reason religion ridge Roland de Vaux S. T. COLERIDGE SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE says seemed sense Sir Alexander Ball Sir Leoline Socinian Southey spirit Stowey sufferings talent thing thou thought tion translated truth Unitarian verses vols whole WILLIAM PICKERING words Wordsworth write young youth
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Página 117 - There was a time when, though my path was rough, This joy within me dallied with distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness: For hope grew round me, like the twining vine, And fruits and foliage, not my own, seemed mine.
Página 301 - A little child, a limber elf, Singing, dancing to itself, A fairy thing with red round cheeks That always finds and never seeks, Makes such a vision to the sight As fills a father's eyes with light...
Página 104 - Lyrical Ballads, in which it was agreed that my endeavours should be directed to persons and characters supernatural, or at least romantic — yet so as to transfer from our inward nature a human interest and a semblance of truth sufficient to procure for these shadows of imagination that willing suspension of disbelief, for the moment, which constitutes poetic faith.
Página 72 - So I returned and considered all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and behold the tears of such as were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter.
Página 292 - And with low voice and doleful look These words did say: "In the touch of this bosom there worketh a spell, Which is lord of thy utterance, Christabel...
Página 284 - Is the night chilly and dark? The night is chilly, but not dark. The thin grey 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. The night is chill...
Página 284 - Tis a month before the month of May, And the Spring comes slowly up this way. The lovely lady, Christabel, Whom her father loves so well, What makes her in the wood so late, A furlong from the castle gate? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed knight; And she in the midnight wood will pray For the weal of her lover that's far away.
Página 15 - ... being kind to me in the great city, after a little forced notice, which they had the grace to take of me on my first arrival in town, soon grew tired of my holiday visits. They seemed to them to recur too often, though I thought them few enough; and, one after another, they all failed me, and I felt myself alone among six hundred playmates. O the cruelty of separating a poor lad from his early homestead!
Página 299 - A snake's small eye blinks dull and shy, And the lady's eyes they shrunk in her head; Each shrunk up to a serpent's eye...
Página 14 - My parents, and those who should care for me, were far away. Those few acquaintances of theirs, which they could reckon upon being kind to me in the great city, after a little forced notice, which they had the grace to take of me on my first arrival in town, soon grew tired of my holiday visits.