The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One VolumeThomas, Cowperthwait & Company, 1840 - 546 pages |
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... Lord By- ron , who had generously befriended the brother ( or rather the father ) poet , the wondrous ballad tale of " Christabel . " The author tells us in his preface that the first part of it was written in his great poetic year ...
... Lord By- ron , who had generously befriended the brother ( or rather the father ) poet , the wondrous ballad tale of " Christabel . " The author tells us in his preface that the first part of it was written in his great poetic year ...
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... Lord , Hell ; God's Altar grasping with an eager hand , Fear , the wild - visaged , pale , eye - starting wretch , Sure - refuged hears his hot pursuing fiends Yell at vain distance . Soon refresh'd from Heaven , He calms the throb and ...
... Lord , Hell ; God's Altar grasping with an eager hand , Fear , the wild - visaged , pale , eye - starting wretch , Sure - refuged hears his hot pursuing fiends Yell at vain distance . Soon refresh'd from Heaven , He calms the throb and ...
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... Lord , mine Holy one ? Some believe it is the elephant , some the hippopotamus ; some We shall not die . O Lord , thou hast ordained them for judg - affirm it is the wild bull . Poetically , it designates any large ment , etc ...
... Lord , mine Holy one ? Some believe it is the elephant , some the hippopotamus ; some We shall not die . O Lord , thou hast ordained them for judg - affirm it is the wild bull . Poetically , it designates any large ment , etc ...
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... lord inhabits not ; and so This grove is wild with tangling underwood , And the trim walks are broken up , and grass , Thin grass and king - cups grow within the paths But never elsewhere in one place I knew So many Nightingales ; and ...
... lord inhabits not ; and so This grove is wild with tangling underwood , And the trim walks are broken up , and grass , Thin grass and king - cups grow within the paths But never elsewhere in one place I knew So many Nightingales ; and ...
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... Lord he gives , The Lord , he takes away : O Sir ! the child of my old age Lies there as cold as clay . Except that grave , you scarce see one That was not dug by me : I'd rather dance upon ' em all Than tread upon these three ! " Ay ...
... Lord he gives , The Lord , he takes away : O Sir ! the child of my old age Lies there as cold as clay . Except that grave , you scarce see one That was not dug by me : I'd rather dance upon ' em all Than tread upon these three ! " Ay ...
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Page 72 - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.
Page 70 - And now the storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong : He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
Page 331 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie; His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Page 75 - I never saw aught like to them, Unless perchance it were "Brown skeletons of leaves that lag My forest-brook along; When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, And the owlet whoops to the wolf below, That eats the she-wolf's young.
Page 76 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
Page 65 - Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air...
Page 46 - O struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky or when they sink...
Page 74 - Twas night, calm night, the Moon was high; The dead men stood together. All stood together on the deck, For a charnel-dungeon fitter: All fix'd on me their stony eyes, That in the Moon did glitter.
Page 75 - This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impart No voice; but oh! the silence sank Like music on my heart.
Page 72 - See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!