The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an Introductory Essay Upon His Philosophical and Theological Opinions, Band 3Harper & brothers, 1853 |
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admiration Antinomianism appear Archdeacon Hare Aristotle believe Biographia Literaria called cause character Christ Christian Church Coleridge Coleridge's common criticism distinct divine doctrine edition equally Essay Eucharist excited existence expression faith fancy Father feelings Fichte genius German ground heart Holy honor human ideas images imagination intellectual Irenæus irreligion Jacobin justified Kant language latter least Leibnitz less lines literary Luther Lyrical Ballads Maasz means ment metaphysical metre Milton mind moral nature never notion object opinion original outward passage perhaps persons philosophy Pindar Plato Plotinus poem poet poetic poetry present principles produced prose quæ Ratzeburg reader reason reference religion religious S. T. Coleridge Schelling Schelling's seems sense sentence Shakspeare Solifidian sonnets soul speak Spinoza spirit stanza style supposed Tertullian things thought tion translated true truth verse whole words Wordsworth writings καὶ τὸ
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Seite 440 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky; So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! • The Child is father of the
Seite 494 - infancy ! Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing Boy; But He beholds the light, and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy ! The Youth who daily further from the East Must travel, still is Nature's Priest, * [" Two voices are there.
Seite 195 - An appetite, a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm. By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.—That time is past. And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures.
Seite 446 - Alas ! the fervent harper did not know. That for a tranquil Soul the Lay was framed, Who, long compelled in humble walks to go, Was softened into feeling, soothed, and tamed. Love had he found in huts •where poor men lie ; His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry
Seite 152 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes. Youth at the prow and pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway. That hush'd in grim repose, expects its evening
Seite 653 - then enshrined in manuscript from eyes profane, and gave a bewitching effect to its wizard lines. But more peculiar in its beauty than this was his recitation of Kubla Khan. As he repeated the passage— A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw: It
Seite 195 - [For nature then (The. coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all.—I can not paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood. Their colors
Seite 352 - spirit. CHAPTER XIII. ON THE IMAGINATION, OR ESEMPLASTIC POWER. O Adam, One Almighty is, from whom All things proceed, and up to him return, If not deprav'd from good, created all Such to perfection, one first matter all Endued with various forms, various degrees Of substance, and, in things that live, of life;
Seite 521 - French nation makes war, and consents to shed the blood of its children." You remember Milton's sonnet— " The great Emathian conqueror bid spare The house of Pindarus when temple and tower • Went to the ground" " Now though the Diisseldorf map-maker may stand in the same relation to the Theban bard, as
Seite 495 - joy 1 that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive I The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed For that which is most worthy