The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and VerseCrissy & Markley, 1853 - 546 стор. |
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... fancy , I can almost hear him now exclaiming― Saint Mary , a town of Devonshire , in 1773. His ' Harp ! harp ! lyre ! pen and ink , boy , you mean ! father , the Rev. John Coleridge , was vicar there , muse , boy , muse ! your nurse's ...
... fancy , I can almost hear him now exclaiming― Saint Mary , a town of Devonshire , in 1773. His ' Harp ! harp ! lyre ! pen and ink , boy , you mean ! father , the Rev. John Coleridge , was vicar there , muse , boy , muse ! your nurse's ...
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... Fancy in Nubibus , or the Poet in the Clouds . The Two Founts ; Stanzas addressed to a Lady on her recovery , with unblemished looks , from a severe attack of pain .. ib . What is Life ? 217 • Sonnet , composed by the Sea - side ...
... Fancy in Nubibus , or the Poet in the Clouds . The Two Founts ; Stanzas addressed to a Lady on her recovery , with unblemished looks , from a severe attack of pain .. ib . What is Life ? 217 • Sonnet , composed by the Sea - side ...
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... Fancy's saddest hour , my soul Averted shudders at the poison'd bowl . Now groans my sickening heart , as still I view Thy corse of livid hue ; Now indignation checks the feeble sigh , Or flashes through the tear that glistens in mine ...
... Fancy's saddest hour , my soul Averted shudders at the poison'd bowl . Now groans my sickening heart , as still I view Thy corse of livid hue ; Now indignation checks the feeble sigh , Or flashes through the tear that glistens in mine ...
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... Fancy's ear sweet is your murmuring deep ! For here she loves the cypress wreath to weave , Watching , with wistful eye , the saddening tints of eve Here , far from men , amid this pathless grove , In solemn thought the Minstrel wont to ...
... Fancy's ear sweet is your murmuring deep ! For here she loves the cypress wreath to weave , Watching , with wistful eye , the saddening tints of eve Here , far from men , amid this pathless grove , In solemn thought the Minstrel wont to ...
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... Fancy's children , here we dwell : Welcome , Ladies ! to our cell . Here the wren of softest note Builds its nest and warbles well ; Here the blackbird strains his throat ; Welcome , Ladies ! to our cell . II . When fades the moon all ...
... Fancy's children , here we dwell : Welcome , Ladies ! to our cell . Here the wren of softest note Builds its nest and warbles well ; Here the blackbird strains his throat ; Welcome , Ladies ! to our cell . II . When fades the moon all ...
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Сторінка 300 - The poet, described in ideal perfection, brings the whole soul of man into activity, with the subordination of its faculties to each other, according to their relative worth and dignity. He diffuses a tone and spirit of unity that blends, and (as it were) fuses, each into each, by that synthetic and magical power to which we have exclusively appropriated the name of imagination.
Сторінка 298 - Lyrical Ballads,' in which it was agreed that my endeavours should be directed to persons and characters supernatural, or at least romantic ; yet so as to transfer from our inward nature a human interest and a semblance of truth sufficient to procure for these shadows of imagination that willing suspension of disbelief for the moment which constitutes poetic faith.
Сторінка 64 - 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.
Сторінка 64 - The sails at noon left off their tune, And the ship stood still also. The Sun, right up above the mast, Had fixed her to the ocean: But in a minute she 'gan stir, With a short uneasy motion— Backwards and forwards half her length With a short uneasy motion. Then like a pawing horse let go, She made a sudden bound: It flung the blood into my head, And I fell down in a swound.
Сторінка 63 - O happy living things! no tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware: Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware.
Сторінка 300 - ... reveals itself in the balance or reconciliation of opposite or discordant qualities: of sameness, with difference; of the general, with the concrete; the idea, with the image; the individual, with the representative; the sense of novelty and freshness, with old and familiar objects...
Сторінка 62 - The sun's rim dips, the stars rush out, At one stride comes the dark; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea Off shot the spectre-bark.
Сторінка 64 - But tell me, tell me! speak again, Thy soft response renewing— What makes that ship drive on so fast? What is the ocean doing?' Second Voice 'Still as a slave before his lord, The ocean hath no blast; His great bright eye most silently Up to the Moon is cast— If he may know which way to go; For she guides him smooth or grim. See, brother, see! how graciously She looketh down on him.
Сторінка 38 - Like some coy maid half yielding to her lover, It pours such sweet upbraiding, as must needs Tempt to repeat the wrong ! And now, its strings Boldlier swept, the long sequacious notes Over delicious surges sink and rise, Such a soft floating witchery of sound As twilight Elfins make, when they at eve Voyage on gentle gales from Fairy-Land...
Сторінка 63 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes : They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes.