The Poems of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With a Prefatory Notice, Biographical and CriticalW. Scott, 1884 - 294 pages |
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... fear and dread , And having once turned round , walks on , And turns no more his head ; Because he knows , a ... fears , Yet it felt like a welcoming . Swiftly , swiftly flew the ship , Yet she sailed softly too : Sweetly , sweetly blew ...
... fear and dread , And having once turned round , walks on , And turns no more his head ; Because he knows , a ... fears , Yet it felt like a welcoming . Swiftly , swiftly flew the ship , Yet she sailed softly too : Sweetly , sweetly blew ...
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... fear ! Said Christabel , How camest thou here ? And the lady , whose voice was faint and sweet , Did thus pursue her answer meet : My sire is of a noble line , And my name is Geraldine : Five warriors seized me yestermorn , Me , even me ...
... fear ! Said Christabel , How camest thou here ? And the lady , whose voice was faint and sweet , Did thus pursue her answer meet : My sire is of a noble line , And my name is Geraldine : Five warriors seized me yestermorn , Me , even me ...
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... fear They crossed the court : right glad they were . And Christabel devoutly cried To the lady by her side ; Praise we the Virgin all divine Who hath rescued thee from thy distress ! Alas , alas said Geraldine , I cannot speak for ...
... fear They crossed the court : right glad they were . And Christabel devoutly cried To the lady by her side ; Praise we the Virgin all divine Who hath rescued thee from thy distress ! Alas , alas said Geraldine , I cannot speak for ...
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... fear , the touch and pain ! She shrunk and shuddered , and saw again- ( Ah , woe is me ! Was it for thee , Thou gentle maid ! such sights to see ? ) Again she saw that bosom old , Again she felt that bosom cold , And drew in her breath ...
... fear , the touch and pain ! She shrunk and shuddered , and saw again- ( Ah , woe is me ! Was it for thee , Thou gentle maid ! such sights to see ? ) Again she saw that bosom old , Again she felt that bosom cold , And drew in her breath ...
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... fears that kindle hope , An undistinguishable throng , And gentle wishes long subdued , Subdued and cherished long ... fear , And partly ' twas a bashful art , That I might rather feel , than see , The swelling of her heart . I calmed ...
... fears that kindle hope , An undistinguishable throng , And gentle wishes long subdued , Subdued and cherished long ... fear , And partly ' twas a bashful art , That I might rather feel , than see , The swelling of her heart . I calmed ...
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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.