The poetical works of Samuel T. Coleridge, ed., with a critical memoir, by W.M. Rossetti |
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... father was the vicar of this small place , and Head Master in the King's School ; a devout and learned and eminently simple - hearted man , whose extreme absence of mind brought him at times into positions in which a less genuine person ...
... father was the vicar of this small place , and Head Master in the King's School ; a devout and learned and eminently simple - hearted man , whose extreme absence of mind brought him at times into positions in which a less genuine person ...
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... father loves so well , What makes her in the wood so late , A furlong from the castle gate ? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed knight ; And she in the midnight wood will pray For the weal of her lover that's far away ...
... father loves so well , What makes her in the wood so late , A furlong from the castle gate ? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed knight ; And she in the midnight wood will pray For the weal of her lover that's far away ...
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... father's hall . She rose and forth with steps they passed That strove to be , and were not , fast . Her gracious stars the lady blest , And thus spake on sweet Christabel : All our household are at rest , The hall as silent as the cell ...
... father's hall . She rose and forth with steps they passed That strove to be , and were not , fast . Her gracious stars the lady blest , And thus spake on sweet Christabel : All our household are at rest , The hall as silent as the cell ...
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... father seldom sleepeth well . Sweet Christabel her feet doth bare , And , jealous of the listening air , They steal their way from stair to stair , Now in glimmer , and now in gloom , And now they pass the Baron's room , As still as ...
... father seldom sleepeth well . Sweet Christabel her feet doth bare , And , jealous of the listening air , They steal their way from stair to stair , Now in glimmer , and now in gloom , And now they pass the Baron's room , As still as ...
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... father's name , Why waxed Sir Leoline so pale , Murmuring o'er the name again , Lord Roland de Vaux of Tryermaine ? ་ ་ Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth ; " And constancy lives in realms ...
... father's name , Why waxed Sir Leoline so pale , Murmuring o'er the name again , Lord Roland de Vaux of Tryermaine ? ་ ་ Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth ; " And constancy lives in realms ...
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Page 89 - 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 2 - And now the storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
Page 10 - ... 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. Till noon we quietly sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe: Slowly and smoothly went the ship, Moved onward from beneath.
Page 16 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Page 10 - 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 4 - 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 14 - Christ! what saw I there! Each corse lay flat, lifeless, and flat, And, by the holy rood! A man all light, a seraph-man, On every corse there stood. This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impart — No voice; but oh! the silence sank Like music on my heart.
Page 116 - Who sank thy sunless pillars deep in earth? Who filled thy countenance with rosy light? Who made thee parent of perpetual streams?
Page 15 - Laughed loud and long, and all the while His eyes went to and fro. "Ha! ha!" quoth he, "full plain I see, The Devil knows how to row.
Page 93 - All impulses of soul and sense had thrilled my guileless Genevieve; The music, and the doleful tale, the rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, an undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, subdued and cherished long.