The Poems of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With a Prefatory Notice, Biographical and CriticalW. Scott, 1884 - 294 pages |
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... Ancient Mariner Christabel Kubla Khan Love • · The Three Graves Introduction to the Tale of the Dark Ladie The Ballad of the Dark Ladie Alice Du Clos Fire , Famine , and Slaughter Youth and Age · Page 33 58 86 98 88 88 88 82 80 99 102 ...
... Ancient Mariner Christabel Kubla Khan Love • · The Three Graves Introduction to the Tale of the Dark Ladie The Ballad of the Dark Ladie Alice Du Clos Fire , Famine , and Slaughter Youth and Age · Page 33 58 86 98 88 88 88 82 80 99 102 ...
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... Ancient Marinere , " " Christabel , " " Kubla Khan , " and twenty other of the sweetest , finest , and most marvellous songs that ever flowed from the soul of a bard . Samuel Taylor Coleridge was born at Ottery , St. Mary , in ...
... Ancient Marinere , " " Christabel , " " Kubla Khan , " and twenty other of the sweetest , finest , and most marvellous songs that ever flowed from the soul of a bard . Samuel Taylor Coleridge was born at Ottery , St. Mary , in ...
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... Ancient Marinere , " a " Christabel , " a " Kubla Khan " -what songs ! -the splendour of imagination and dramatic power displayed in the first - the sweetness and delicacy of the second and third - and the weird power and the wonderful ...
... Ancient Marinere , " a " Christabel , " a " Kubla Khan " -what songs ! -the splendour of imagination and dramatic power displayed in the first - the sweetness and delicacy of the second and third - and the weird power and the wonderful ...
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... Ancient Marinere ; " others , and Swinburne among them , prefer the " Christabel " and " Kubla Khan . " My own opinion is with those who prefer the former poem ; and when we are told by Mr. Swinburne that it is more conceivable that ...
... Ancient Marinere ; " others , and Swinburne among them , prefer the " Christabel " and " Kubla Khan . " My own opinion is with those who prefer the former poem ; and when we are told by Mr. Swinburne that it is more conceivable that ...
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... Ancient Marinere ! " If as much cannot be said of " Christabel , " it is none the less supreme in its ethereal beauty , its honied sweetness , and almost gossamer delicacy of workmanship - for though we have in other poems - in ...
... Ancient Marinere ! " If as much cannot be said of " Christabel , " it is none the less supreme in its ethereal beauty , its honied sweetness , and almost gossamer delicacy of workmanship - for though we have in other poems - in ...
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ALHADRA Alvar ancient Mariner arms babe bard beneath blessed breast breath breeze bright bright eyes brother calm child Christabel cloud Coleridge curse dark dead dear deep didst doth dream earth face fair fancies father fear gaze genius gentle Geraldine groan guilt hast hath hear heard heart Heaven hope Isid Isidore JOSEPH SKIPSEY Kubla Khan lady land of mist light limbs listen live look lord loud Lyrical Ballads maid moon Moorish Moresco mother murder ne'er night o'er once ORDONIO pang pause poem pray Roland de Vaux round SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE scorn ship sight silent sing Sir Leoline sleep smile song soul sound spake spirit stars stept stood strange sweet swelling tale tears tell TERESA thee thine thing thou thought Twas Valdez voice ween wild wind
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Page 46 - The upper air burst into life ! And a hundred fire-flags sheen, To and fro they were hurried about! And to and fro, and in and out, The wan stars danced between. And the coming wind did roar more loud, And the sails did sigh like sedge; And the rain poured down from one black cloud; The Moon was at its edge.
Page 82 - 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, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice I And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry,
Page 81 - Enfolding sunny spots of greenery. But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover ! A savage place ! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover I And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing, A mighty fountain momently was forced...
Page 49 - Is this the man? By him who died on cross, With his cruel bow he laid full low The harmless Albatross. The spirit who bideth by himself In the land of mist and snow, He loved the bird that loved the man Who shot him with his bow.
Page 52 - The rock shone bright, the kirk no less, That stands above the rock: The moonlight steeped in silentness The steady weathercock. And the bay was white with silent light, Till rising from the same, Full many shapes, that shadows were, In crimson colours came.
Page 81 - In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round: And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Page 38 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea.
Page 57 - 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.
Page 47 - Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the skylark sing; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning! "And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the Heavens be mute.
Page 72 - They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between. But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.