The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an Introductory Essay Upon His Philosophical and Theological Opinions, Volume 7Harper & brothers, 1868 |
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... bade thee hear , And mark thy mother's thrilling tear ; See , see her breast's convulsive thro , Her silent agony of woe ! Ah ! dash the poisoned chalice from thy hand ! And thou had'st dåshed it , at her soft command JUVENILE POEMS . 21.
... bade thee hear , And mark thy mother's thrilling tear ; See , see her breast's convulsive thro , Her silent agony of woe ! Ah ! dash the poisoned chalice from thy hand ! And thou had'st dåshed it , at her soft command JUVENILE POEMS . 21.
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... silent - sandal'd , pay our defter court , Circling the Spirit of the Western Gale , Where wearied with his flower - caressing sport , Supine he slumbers on a violet bank ; Then with quaint music hymn the parting gleam By lonely Otter's ...
... silent - sandal'd , pay our defter court , Circling the Spirit of the Western Gale , Where wearied with his flower - caressing sport , Supine he slumbers on a violet bank ; Then with quaint music hymn the parting gleam By lonely Otter's ...
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... silent pleasures of the Heart ! Ah ! Being blest , for Heaven shall lend To share thy simple joys a friend ! Ah ! doubly blest , if Love supply His influence to complete thy joy , If chance some lovely maid thou find To read thy visage ...
... silent pleasures of the Heart ! Ah ! Being blest , for Heaven shall lend To share thy simple joys a friend ! Ah ! doubly blest , if Love supply His influence to complete thy joy , If chance some lovely maid thou find To read thy visage ...
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... silent death ; or lost the mind's control , Thro ' every burning vein would tides of Frenzy roll V. But cease , ye pitying bosoms , cease to bleed ! Such scenes no more demand the tear humane ; I see , I see ! glad Liberty succeed With ...
... silent death ; or lost the mind's control , Thro ' every burning vein would tides of Frenzy roll V. But cease , ye pitying bosoms , cease to bleed ! Such scenes no more demand the tear humane ; I see , I see ! glad Liberty succeed With ...
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... silent spirit drinks Strange bliss which he shall recognize in heaven . And such delights , such strange beatitudes Seize on my young anticipating heart When that blest future rushes on my view ! For in his own and in his Father's might ...
... silent spirit drinks Strange bliss which he shall recognize in heaven . And such delights , such strange beatitudes Seize on my young anticipating heart When that blest future rushes on my view ! For in his own and in his Father's might ...
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Alvar anguish arms art thou babe Bathory beneath Bethlen blessed blest breast breath bright Butler Casimir child clouds Coun Countess Cuirassiers curse dare dark dead dear death doth dream Duch Duke earth Egra Emerick Emperor fair faith fancy father fear feel gaze gentle Glycine groan hand hast hath hear heard heart Heaven holy honor hope hour Illo Illyria Isid Isolani Jeremy Taylor Kiuprili lady Laska light live look Lord maid Maradas moon mother ne'er Nether Stowey never night o'er Octavio once Ordonio pang pause Piccolomini Pilsen Prague Questenberg round SCENE sigh silent sleep smile song SONNET soul spirit stars stept Swedes sweet tale tears tell Tertsky thee Thek Thekla thine things thought toil Twas voice Wallenstein wild wing words Wran youth
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Página 247 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech ; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Página 154 - Ye Ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo,...
Página 238 - They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. "Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Página 154 - Who called you forth from night and utter death, From dark and icy caverns called you forth, Down those precipitous, black, jagged rocks, For ever shattered and the same for ever?
Página 248 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Página 243 - All fixed on me their stony eyes, That in the moon did glitter. The pang, the curse, with which they died Had never passed away: I could not draw my eyes from theirs, Nor turn them up to pray.
Página 126 - ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame.
Página 251 - There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Página 236 - Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide, wide sea ! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony.
Página 237 - The moving Moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide ; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside — "Her beams bemocked the sultry main, Like April hoar-frost spread ; But where the ship's huge shadow lay, The charmed water burnt alway A still and awful red.