The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an Introductory Essay Upon His Philosophical and Theological Opinions, 3 tomasHarper & brothers, 1864 |
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admiration Antinomianism appear Archdeacon Hare Aristotle beautiful believe Biographia Literaria called cause character Christ Christian Church Coleridge's criticism divine doctrine edition effect English Essay expression faith fancy Father feelings Fichte former genius German ground heart honor human ideas images imagination intellectual Irenæus Kant Kotzebue language least Leibnitz less letter light lines literary Luther Lyrical Ballads Maasz Malebranche means metaphysical metre Milton mind moral Morning Post nature never notion object opinion original outward Pantheism passage perhaps persons philosopher Pindar Plato poems poet poetic poetry present principles produced prose published Ratzeburg reader reason religion religious remarks S. T. COLERIDGE says Schelling Schelling's seems sense Shakspeare Solifidian sonnets soul speak Spinoza spirit stanza style suppose things thou thought tion true truth verse whole words Wordsworth writings written καὶ τὸ
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