The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an Introductory Essay Upon His Philosophical and Theological Opinions, 7 tomasHarper & brothers, 1868 |
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... of one wondrous whole ! This fraternizes man , this constitutes Our charities and bearings . But ' tis God Diffused through all , that doth make all one whole : This the worst superstition , him except Aught to desire 74 JUVENILE POEMS .
... of one wondrous whole ! This fraternizes man , this constitutes Our charities and bearings . But ' tis God Diffused through all , that doth make all one whole : This the worst superstition , him except Aught to desire 74 JUVENILE POEMS .
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... doth waste and languish ! Or where , his two bright torches blending , Love illumines manhood's maze ; Or where o'er cradled infants bending Hope has fixed her wishful gaze ; Hither , in perplexed dance , Ye Woes ! ye young - eyed Joys ...
... doth waste and languish ! Or where , his two bright torches blending , Love illumines manhood's maze ; Or where o'er cradled infants bending Hope has fixed her wishful gaze ; Hither , in perplexed dance , Ye Woes ! ye young - eyed Joys ...
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... doth leap , Muttering distempered triumph in her charmed sleep . IX . Away , my soul , away ! In vain , in vain the birds of warning sing- And hark ! I hear the famished brood of prey Flap their lank pennons on the groaning wind ! Away ...
... doth leap , Muttering distempered triumph in her charmed sleep . IX . Away , my soul , away ! In vain , in vain the birds of warning sing- And hark ! I hear the famished brood of prey Flap their lank pennons on the groaning wind ! Away ...
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... doth reel ; the very name of God Sounds like a juggler's charm ; and , bold with joy , Forth from his dark and lonely hiding - place , ( Portentous sight ! ) the owlet Atheism , Sailing on obscene wings athwart the noon , Drops his blue ...
... doth reel ; the very name of God Sounds like a juggler's charm ; and , bold with joy , Forth from his dark and lonely hiding - place , ( Portentous sight ! ) the owlet Atheism , Sailing on obscene wings athwart the noon , Drops his blue ...
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... doth Edmund stretch at ease , And while the lazy boat sways to and fro , Breathes in his flute sad airs , so wild and slow , That his own cheek is wet with quiet tears . But O , dear Anne ! when midnight wind careers , And the gust ...
... doth Edmund stretch at ease , And while the lazy boat sways to and fro , Breathes in his flute sad airs , so wild and slow , That his own cheek is wet with quiet tears . But O , dear Anne ! when midnight wind careers , And the gust ...
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