Poetical Works: Including Poems and Versions of Poems Herein Published for the First TimeH. Frowde, 1912 - 1072 Seiten |
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... feel . 5 10 15 20 1 From a hitherto unpublished MS . The lines were sent in a letter to Luke Coleridge , dated May 12 , 1787 . COLERIDGE B 1787 . VERSE 5TH Yet he who Wisdom's paths shall 1787 Easter Holidays [MS Letter, May 12, 1787 ...
... feel . 5 10 15 20 1 From a hitherto unpublished MS . The lines were sent in a letter to Luke Coleridge , dated May 12 , 1787 . COLERIDGE B 1787 . VERSE 5TH Yet he who Wisdom's paths shall 1787 Easter Holidays [MS Letter, May 12, 1787 ...
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... feel . Fated to heave sad Disappointment's sigh , To feel the Hope now rais'd , and now deprest , To feel the burnings of an injur'd breast , From all thy Fate's deep sorrow keen In vain , O Youth , I turn th ' affrighted eye ; For ...
... feel . Fated to heave sad Disappointment's sigh , To feel the Hope now rais'd , and now deprest , To feel the burnings of an injur'd breast , From all thy Fate's deep sorrow keen In vain , O Youth , I turn th ' affrighted eye ; For ...
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... feel her deep - drawn sigh , And all her silent agony of Woe . And from thy Fate shall such distress ensue ? Ah ! dash the poison'd chalice from thy hand ! And thou had'st dash'd it at her soft command ; But that Despair and Indignation ...
... feel her deep - drawn sigh , And all her silent agony of Woe . And from thy Fate shall such distress ensue ? Ah ! dash the poison'd chalice from thy hand ! And thou had'st dash'd it at her soft command ; But that Despair and Indignation ...
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... feel thy sacred might , While concords wing their distant flight . Such Power inspires thy holy son Sable clerk of Tiverton ! And oft where Otter sports his stream , I hear thy banded offspring scream . Thou Goddess ! thou inspir'st ...
... feel thy sacred might , While concords wing their distant flight . Such Power inspires thy holy son Sable clerk of Tiverton ! And oft where Otter sports his stream , I hear thy banded offspring scream . Thou Goddess ! thou inspir'st ...
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... feel with what a hollow pain Pale Disappointment hangs her head O'er darling Expectation dead ! 25 ' The scene is changed and Fortune's gale Shall belly out each prosperous sail . 30 Yet sudden wealth full well I know Did never ...
... feel with what a hollow pain Pale Disappointment hangs her head O'er darling Expectation dead ! 25 ' The scene is changed and Fortune's gale Shall belly out each prosperous sail . 30 Yet sudden wealth full well I know Did never ...
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Seite 226 - And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain. And thus it chanced, as I divine, With Roland and Sir Leoline. Each spake words of high disdain And insult to his heart's best brother: They parted - ne'er to meet again!
Seite 118 - And I looked, and behold a pale horse : and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
Seite 188 - The Sun now rose upon the right: Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Came to the mariners...
Seite 195 - A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. "I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky, 250 Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet.
Seite 994 - 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.
Seite 196 - 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.
Seite 375 - Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful Form! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity!
Seite 215 - The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Seite 227 - 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.
Seite 198 - 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...