The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an Introductory Essay Upon His Philosophical and Theological Opinions, 7 tomasHarper & Brothers, 1854 |
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... fear of snapping the flower . A third and heavier accusation has been brought against me , that of obscurity ; but not , I think , with equal justice . An author is obscure , when his conceptions are dim and imperfect , and his language ...
... fear of snapping the flower . A third and heavier accusation has been brought against me , that of obscurity ; but not , I think , with equal justice . An author is obscure , when his conceptions are dim and imperfect , and his language ...
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... fear of death , Seeing how gladly we all sink to sleep , Babes , Children , Youths , and Men , Night following night for threescore years and ten ! But doubly strange , where life is but a breath To sigh and pant with , up Want's rugged ...
... fear of death , Seeing how gladly we all sink to sleep , Babes , Children , Youths , and Men , Night following night for threescore years and ten ! But doubly strange , where life is but a breath To sigh and pant with , up Want's rugged ...
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... fear to dissemble ; Nor the Mah'met - sprung wight The great Mussulman Would stain his Divan With Urine the soft - flowing daughter of Fright . IV . But rein your stallion in , too daring Nine ! Should Empires bloat the scientific line ...
... fear to dissemble ; Nor the Mah'met - sprung wight The great Mussulman Would stain his Divan With Urine the soft - flowing daughter of Fright . IV . But rein your stallion in , too daring Nine ! Should Empires bloat the scientific line ...
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... fear , Shrink from Judgment's eye severe , Yet much I thank thee , Spirit of my song !, For , lovely Muse ! thy sweet employ Exalts my soul , refines my breast , Gives each pure pleasure keener zest , And softens sorrow into pensive Joy ...
... fear , Shrink from Judgment's eye severe , Yet much I thank thee , Spirit of my song !, For , lovely Muse ! thy sweet employ Exalts my soul , refines my breast , Gives each pure pleasure keener zest , And softens sorrow into pensive Joy ...
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... Fears anticipate , Meek Child of Misery ! thy future fate ? The starving meal , and all the thousand aches " Which ... fear me that He lives like thee , Half famished in a land of Luxury ! How askingly its footsteps hither bend , It ...
... Fears anticipate , Meek Child of Misery ! thy future fate ? The starving meal , and all the thousand aches " Which ... fear me that He lives like thee , Half famished in a land of Luxury ! How askingly its footsteps hither bend , It ...
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The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge– With an Introductory ..., 7 tomas Samuel Taylor Coleridge Visos knygos peržiūra - 1853 |
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