The Poems of S.T. ColeridgeWilliam Pickering, 1848 - 372 psl. |
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... Bard of Gray , or one that impersonates high and abstract truths , like Collin's Ode on the poetical character , claims not to be popular - but should be acquitted of obscurity . The deficiency is in the reader . But this is a charge ...
... Bard of Gray , or one that impersonates high and abstract truths , like Collin's Ode on the poetical character , claims not to be popular - but should be acquitted of obscurity . The deficiency is in the reader . But this is a charge ...
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... bard divine , Beneath chill Disappointment's shade , His weary limbs in lonely anguish laid ; And o'er her darling dead Pity hopeless hung her head , While " mid the pelting of that merciless storm , " Sunk to the cold earth Otway's ...
... bard divine , Beneath chill Disappointment's shade , His weary limbs in lonely anguish laid ; And o'er her darling dead Pity hopeless hung her head , While " mid the pelting of that merciless storm , " Sunk to the cold earth Otway's ...
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Or Bard's or Minstrel's lay of war or love . Friend to the friendless , to the Sufferer health , He hears the widow's prayer , the good man's praise ; To scenes of bliss transmutes his fancied wealth , And young ...
Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Or Bard's or Minstrel's lay of war or love . Friend to the friendless , to the Sufferer health , He hears the widow's prayer , the good man's praise ; To scenes of bliss transmutes his fancied wealth , And young ...
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... Bard , " unknown to Fame , " Wooes the Queen of Solemn Thought , And heaves the gentle misery of a sigh Gazing with tearful eye , As round our sandy grot appear Many a rudely sculptured name To pensive Memory dear ! Weaving gay dreams ...
... Bard , " unknown to Fame , " Wooes the Queen of Solemn Thought , And heaves the gentle misery of a sigh Gazing with tearful eye , As round our sandy grot appear Many a rudely sculptured name To pensive Memory dear ! Weaving gay dreams ...
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... time ! How many wretched bards address thy name , And her's , the full - orbed queen , that shines above , But I do hear thee , and the high bough JUVENILE POEMS . 25 To the Nightingale To a Young To Charles Lamb Domestic Peace *****
... time ! How many wretched bards address thy name , And her's , the full - orbed queen , that shines above , But I do hear thee , and the high bough JUVENILE POEMS . 25 To the Nightingale To a Young To Charles Lamb Domestic Peace *****
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Albatross amid arms babe bard beneath bird blessed blest bower breast breath breeze bright bright eyes calm cheek child Christabel cloud dark Dark Ladie dear death deep doth dream Earth fair fancy fear feel flowers gaze gentle Geraldine green groan hath hear heard heart heave Heaven holy hope hour Jeremy Taylor KUBLA KHAN lady land of mist Lewti light limbs look loud maid meek mind moon mother murmur muse ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er pain pang PATRICK SPENCE POEMS pray rock Roland de Vaux rose round S. T. COLERIDGE shadow ship sigh silent sing Sir Leoline Slau sleep smile soft song SONNET soothe soul sound spake spirit stars stept stood strange stream sweet swell tale tears tell thee thine things thou thought toil tree trembling Twas voice ween wild wind wing youth
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259 psl. - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth ; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
223 psl. - 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. And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.
233 psl. - The upper air burst into life ! And a hundred fire-flags sheen, To and fro they were hurried about ! And to and fro, and in and out, The wan stars danced between.
224 psl. - And I had done a hellish thing, And it would work 'em woe : For all averred, I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow.
114 psl. - Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve; The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long. She wept with pity and delight, She blushed with love, and virgin shame; And like the murmur of a dream, I heard her breathe my name.
227 psl. - There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye! When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. "At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
189 psl. - Joy, Lady! is the spirit and the power, Which wedding Nature to us gives in dower A new Earth and new Heaven...
233 psl. - My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank ; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my body drank. I moved, and could not feel my limbs: I was so light — almost I thought that I had died in sleep, And was a blessed ghost.
235 psl. - 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!
242 psl. - Laughed loud and long, and all the while His eyes went to and fro. "Ha! ha!" quoth he, "full plain I see, The Devil knows how to row." And now, all in my own countree, I stood on the firm land! The Hermit stepped forth from the boat, And scarcely he could stand. "O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man!" The Hermit crossed his brow. "Say quick," quoth he, "I bid thee say What manner of man art thou?