The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an Introductory Essay Upon His Philosophical and Theological Opinions, 7 tomasHarper & brothers, 1864 |
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... Human Life ..... Moles ...... The Visit of the Gods .... Elegy : imitated from Akenside . Separation ...... On taking Leave of The Pang more sharp than all .. Kubla Khan .... The Pains of Sleep . Limbo ..... Ne plus ultra ...
... Human Life ..... Moles ...... The Visit of the Gods .... Elegy : imitated from Akenside . Separation ...... On taking Leave of The Pang more sharp than all .. Kubla Khan .... The Pains of Sleep . Limbo ..... Ne plus ultra ...
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... Dar'd through the realms of Night to pierce , What time the Blood Hound lur'd by Human scent Thro ' all Confusion's quagmires floundering went . 1790 . Nor cheering pipe , nor Bird's shrill note Around thy JUVENILE POEMS . 29.
... Dar'd through the realms of Night to pierce , What time the Blood Hound lur'd by Human scent Thro ' all Confusion's quagmires floundering went . 1790 . Nor cheering pipe , nor Bird's shrill note Around thy JUVENILE POEMS . 29.
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... human fame , - Who for a sound , articulated breath- Gazest undaunted in the face of death ! What art thou but a Meteor's glaring light- Blazing a moment and then sunk in night ? Caprice which rais'd thee high shall hurl thee low , Or ...
... human fame , - Who for a sound , articulated breath- Gazest undaunted in the face of death ! What art thou but a Meteor's glaring light- Blazing a moment and then sunk in night ? Caprice which rais'd thee high shall hurl thee low , Or ...
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... human nature and , behold ! A sea of blood bestrewed with wrecks , where mad Embattling interests on each other rush With unhelmed rage ! ' Tis the sublime of man , Our noontide majesty , to know ourselves Parts and proportions of one ...
... human nature and , behold ! A sea of blood bestrewed with wrecks , where mad Embattling interests on each other rush With unhelmed rage ! ' Tis the sublime of man , Our noontide majesty , to know ourselves Parts and proportions of one ...
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... human anguish ; I will raise up a mourning , O ye Fiends ! And curse your spells , that film the eye of Faith , Hiding the present God ! whose presence lost , The moral world's cohesion , we become An anarchy of Spirits ! Toy ...
... human anguish ; I will raise up a mourning , O ye Fiends ! And curse your spells , that film the eye of Faith , Hiding the present God ! whose presence lost , The moral world's cohesion , we become An anarchy of Spirits ! Toy ...
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