The Poetical Works of S. T. Coleridge, Том 1W. Pickering, 1835 |
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... close of day , Peace smiling sate , and listened to thy lay ; Thy sister's shrieks she bade thee hear , And mark thy mother's thrilling tear ; See , see her breast's convulsive throe , Her silent agony of woe ! Ah ! dash the poisoned ...
... close of day , Peace smiling sate , and listened to thy lay ; Thy sister's shrieks she bade thee hear , And mark thy mother's thrilling tear ; See , see her breast's convulsive throe , Her silent agony of woe ! Ah ! dash the poisoned ...
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... the chin upon the breast , Bid many a dream from thy dominions Wave its various - painted pinions , Till ere the splendid visions close We snore quartettes in extasy of nose . While thus 223 JUVENILE POEMS . Inside the Coach.
... the chin upon the breast , Bid many a dream from thy dominions Wave its various - painted pinions , Till ere the splendid visions close We snore quartettes in extasy of nose . While thus 223 JUVENILE POEMS . Inside the Coach.
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... close in grief thy form I see ; No more wilt thou extend thy willing arms , Receive the fervent Jove and yield him all thy charms ! How sink the mighty low by Fate opprest ! - JUVENILE POEMS . 29 Monody on a Tea-kettle.
... close in grief thy form I see ; No more wilt thou extend thy willing arms , Receive the fervent Jove and yield him all thy charms ! How sink the mighty low by Fate opprest ! - JUVENILE POEMS . 29 Monody on a Tea-kettle.
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... close- ( Not such did Memnon's sister sable drest ) Take these bright arms with royal face imprest , A better kettle shall thy soul rejoice , And with Oblivion's wings o'erspread thy woes ! " Thus fairy Hope can soothe distress and toil ...
... close- ( Not such did Memnon's sister sable drest ) Take these bright arms with royal face imprest , A better kettle shall thy soul rejoice , And with Oblivion's wings o'erspread thy woes ! " Thus fairy Hope can soothe distress and toil ...
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... close Inhales the sweetness of the rose , And hovers o'er the uninjured bloom Sighing back the soft perfume . Vigour to the Zephyr's wing Her nectar - breathing kisses fling ; And he the glitter of the dew Scatters on the rose's hue ...
... close Inhales the sweetness of the rose , And hovers o'er the uninjured bloom Sighing back the soft perfume . Vigour to the Zephyr's wing Her nectar - breathing kisses fling ; And he the glitter of the dew Scatters on the rose's hue ...
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amid arms babe beneath blessed blest boughs bower breast breath breeze bright calm cheek child clouds curse dance dark dart dear deep dream Earl Henry earth Ellen fair fancy fear feel flowers gazed gentle groans hark hast hath hear heard heart heave heaven hills holy hope hour immortal song Jeremy Taylor lady Lewti light limbs listened maid Mary's neck meek melancholy methinks mind moon mossy mother murmur muse Myosotis Scorpioides Nature ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er pain PATRICK SPENCE Peace Pixies playmate pleasure poem prayer rock round Sandoval sigh silent silent hills sing Slau sleep smile soft song SONNET soothe sorrow soul sound spirit stars stept stream sweet sweet sensations swelling tears thee thine thou thought thought Industrious throne toil trembling twas Twill vale voice wild wind wing youth
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Страница 214 - Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall. Heard only in the trances of the blast, Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, Quietly shining to the quiet Moon, DEJECTION.
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Страница 181 - Who gave you your invulnerable life, Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy, Unceasing thunder and eternal foam? And who commanded (and the silence came), Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?
Страница 182 - God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God...
Страница 231 - Well! If the Bard was weather-wise, who made The grand old ballad of Sir Patrick Spence, This night, so tranquil now, will not go hence Unroused by winds, that ply a busier trade Than those which mould yon cloud in lazy flakes, Or the dull sobbing draft, that moans and rakes Upon the strings of this ^olian lute, Which better far were mute.
Страница 213 - Fill up the interspersed vacancies And momentary pauses of the thought ! My babe so beautiful ! it thrills my heart With tender gladness, thus to look at thee...
Страница 262 - The author continued for about three hours in a profound sleep, at least of the external senses, during which time he has the most vivid confidence, that he could not have composed less than from two to three hundred lines ; if, that indeed can be called composition in which all the images rose up before him as things, with a parallel production of the correspondent expressions, without any sensation or consciousness of effort.
Страница 144 - The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long...