PoemsF.E. Bingley, 1833 - 157 pages |
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... never can decline . I did not choose thee for my Valentine By the blind omen of a merry season , — " Twas not thy smile that brib'd my partial reason , Tho ' never maiden's smile was good as thine : - Nor did I to thy goodness wed my ...
... never can decline . I did not choose thee for my Valentine By the blind omen of a merry season , — " Twas not thy smile that brib'd my partial reason , Tho ' never maiden's smile was good as thine : - Nor did I to thy goodness wed my ...
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... is grey , For I have lost the race I never ran , A rathe December blights my lagging May ; And still I am a child , tho ' I be old , Time is my debtor for my years untold . Q SONNET X. YOUTH , love , and mirth , what 9.
... is grey , For I have lost the race I never ran , A rathe December blights my lagging May ; And still I am a child , tho ' I be old , Time is my debtor for my years untold . Q SONNET X. YOUTH , love , and mirth , what 9.
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... o'er the onward course of Being ; That tells us whence we came , and where we are , And tells us too , how swiftly we are fleeing From all we were and loved , when life was new . SONNET XI . How long I sail'd , and never 10.
... o'er the onward course of Being ; That tells us whence we came , and where we are , And tells us too , how swiftly we are fleeing From all we were and loved , when life was new . SONNET XI . How long I sail'd , and never 10.
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Hartley Coleridge. SONNET XI . How long I sail'd , and never took a thought To what port I was bound ! Secure as sleep , I dwelt upon the bosom of the deep And perilous sea . And though my ship was fraught With rare and precious fancies ...
Hartley Coleridge. SONNET XI . How long I sail'd , and never took a thought To what port I was bound ! Secure as sleep , I dwelt upon the bosom of the deep And perilous sea . And though my ship was fraught With rare and precious fancies ...
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... never were A point and instant of that sound's beginning , A time when it was not as sweet and winning , As now it melts amid the soft and rare , And love sick ether ? Gone it is — that tone Hath passed for ever from the middle earth ...
... never were A point and instant of that sound's beginning , A time when it was not as sweet and winning , As now it melts amid the soft and rare , And love sick ether ? Gone it is — that tone Hath passed for ever from the middle earth ...
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babe beauty beneath birds blessing bliss breeze bright calm child cold dark day-dawn despair doom'd dream e'en e'er earth eyes fain fair Fairy faith fancies fate father's fear feel flower gentle glad gleams grey grief happy HARTLEY COLERIDGE hath heard heart heaven hope hope and fear human Leonard light light sail live lonely maid merry mind mirth mortal mother Mother's smile mourn murmur nature Nature's Nautilus ne'er never New-Year's day night nought o'er pain passion peace Poet poor pride pure quit-rent rill S. T. COLERIDGE scorn Shakspeare shew sigh silent sing sire sleep smooth soft song SONNET Sonnet 19 Sonnet 20 sorrow soul spirit Susan sweet thee thine thou art thou wert thought Trophonius truth twas Vale of Tempe verse virgin voice wave ween weep Whate'er wild wind worldly young Passion youth