The Poetical and Dramatic Works of S. T. Coleridge: With a Life of the Author, Volumen 1Little, Brown, 1861 |
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... pleasure when perhaps nothing else could . After the more violent emotions of sorrow , the mind demands amusement , and can find it in em- ployment alone : but full of its late sufferings , it can endure no employment not in some ...
... pleasure when perhaps nothing else could . After the more violent emotions of sorrow , the mind demands amusement , and can find it in em- ployment alone : but full of its late sufferings , it can endure no employment not in some ...
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... PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION . There is one species of egotism which is truly disgusting ; not that which leads us to commu ... pleasure . I shall only add , that each of my readers will , I hope , remember , that these poems on various ...
... PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION . There is one species of egotism which is truly disgusting ; not that which leads us to commu ... pleasure . I shall only add , that each of my readers will , I hope , remember , that these poems on various ...
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... pleasure in boyish sports , but read incessantly . I read through all gilt - covered little books that could be had at that time , and likewise all the un- covered tales of Tom Hickathrift , Jack the Giant Killer , and the like . And I ...
... pleasure in boyish sports , but read incessantly . I read through all gilt - covered little books that could be had at that time , and likewise all the un- covered tales of Tom Hickathrift , Jack the Giant Killer , and the like . And I ...
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... pleasure - dome decree ; Where Alph , the sacred river , ran , Through caverns measureless to man , Down to a sunless sea . " This was enough for one year , a year of which we have no other memorials . The next begins , somewhat sadly ...
... pleasure - dome decree ; Where Alph , the sacred river , ran , Through caverns measureless to man , Down to a sunless sea . " This was enough for one year , a year of which we have no other memorials . The next begins , somewhat sadly ...
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... pleasurable opera- tions of a dose of opium . ' He goes on to " " * speak of his literary occupa- tions , says he is about to write essays on the drama for the Morning Post , and then says , — " Two mornings and one whole day I dedicate ...
... pleasurable opera- tions of a dose of opium . ' He goes on to " " * speak of his literary occupa- tions , says he is about to write essays on the drama for the Morning Post , and then says , — " Two mornings and one whole day I dedicate ...
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Página 239 - She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her face.
Página 132 - twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Página 133 - The sails at noon left off their tune, And the ship stood still also. The Sun, right up above the mast, Had fixed her to the ocean : But in a minute she '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 141 - Upon the whirl, where sank the ship, The boat spun round and round; And all was still, save that the hill Was telling of the sound. I...
Página 132 - 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!
Página 240 - And that he cross'd the mountain-woods, Nor rested day nor night; That sometimes from the savage den, And sometimes from the darksome shade, And sometimes starting up at once In green and sunny glade, There came and looked him in the face An angel beautiful and bright; And that he knew it was a Fiend, This miserable Knight!
Página 302 - 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 286 - O ! the one life within us and abroad, Which meets all motion and becomes its soul, A light in sound, a sound-like power in light, Rhythm in all thought, and joyance everywhere...
Página 310 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, GOD ! Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal frost!
Página 309 - Who gave you your invulnerable life, Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy, Unceasing thunder and eternal foam? And who commanded (and the silence came), Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?