The Poems of S.T. Coleridge, Volume 48 |
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... limbs in lonely anguish laid ; And o'er her darling dead Pity hopeless hung her head , While " mid the pelting of that merciless storm , " Sunk to the cold earth Otway's famished form ! Sublime of thought , and confident of fame , From ...
... limbs in lonely anguish laid ; And o'er her darling dead Pity hopeless hung her head , While " mid the pelting of that merciless storm , " Sunk to the cold earth Otway's famished form ! Sublime of thought , and confident of fame , From ...
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... limbs and palsied head . My Father ! throw away this tattered vest That mocks thy shivering ! take my garment - use A young man's arm ! I'll melt these frozen dews That hang from thy white beard and numb thy breast . My Sara too shall ...
... limbs and palsied head . My Father ! throw away this tattered vest That mocks thy shivering ! take my garment - use A young man's arm ! I'll melt these frozen dews That hang from thy white beard and numb thy breast . My Sara too shall ...
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... tempest's frown Round his tired limbs to wrap the purple vest ; And mixed with nails and beads , an equal jest ! Barter for food the jewels of his crown . RELIGIOUS MUSINGS ; A DESULTORY POEM WRITTEN ON THE CHRISTMAS JUVENILE POEMS . 57.
... tempest's frown Round his tired limbs to wrap the purple vest ; And mixed with nails and beads , an equal jest ! Barter for food the jewels of his crown . RELIGIOUS MUSINGS ; A DESULTORY POEM WRITTEN ON THE CHRISTMAS JUVENILE POEMS . 57.
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... limbs ! And thus transfigured with a dreadless awe , A solemn hush of soul , meek he beholds All things of terrible seeming : yea , unmoved Views e'en the immitigable ministers That shower down vengeance on these latter days . For ...
... limbs ! And thus transfigured with a dreadless awe , A solemn hush of soul , meek he beholds All things of terrible seeming : yea , unmoved Views e'en the immitigable ministers That shower down vengeance on these latter days . For ...
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... limbs , Nor rot nor reek did they : The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away . An orphan's curse would drag to Hell A spirit from on high ; But oh ! more horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye ! Seven ...
... limbs , Nor rot nor reek did they : The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away . An orphan's curse would drag to Hell A spirit from on high ; But oh ! more horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye ! Seven ...
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Page 184 - 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?
Page 85 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes ; It had been strange, even in a dream, To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on ; Yet never a breeze...
Page 230 - My shaping spirit of Imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel But to be still and patient, all I can; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my only plan; Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almost grown the habit of my soul.
Page 90 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Page 93 - 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 229 - To lift the smothering weight from off my breast? It were a vain endeavour, Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.
Page 87 - twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Page 82 - In his loneliness and fixedness he yearneth towards the journeying Moon, and the stars that still sojourn, yet still move onward; and everywhere the blue sky belongs to them, and is their appointed rest, and their native country and their own natural homes, which they enter unannounced, as lords that are certainly expected and yet there is a silent joy at their arrival...
Page 275 - 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.
Page 279 - And now have reached her chamber door ; And now doth Geraldine press down The rushes of the chamber floor. The moon shines dim in the open air, And not a moonbeam enters here. But they without its light can see The chamber carved so curiously, Carved with figures strange and sweet, All made out of the carver's brain, For a lady's chamber meet : The lamp with twofold silver chain Is fastened to an angel's feet.