The Poetical Works of S. T. Coleridge, المجلد 2W. Pickering, 1835 - 331 من الصفحات |
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... 1799 Mahomet Catullian Hendecasyllables Duty surviving Self - Love 64 65 67 68 69 69 Phantom or Fact ? A Dialogue in Verse 70 • • Phantom · Work without Hope Youth and Age 71 71 72 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . Page A Day Dream 74 Love and.
... 1799 Mahomet Catullian Hendecasyllables Duty surviving Self - Love 64 65 67 68 69 69 Phantom or Fact ? A Dialogue in Verse 70 • • Phantom · Work without Hope Youth and Age 71 71 72 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . Page A Day Dream 74 Love and.
الصفحة 64
... hope and joy , That regal front ! those cheeks aglow ! Thou needed'st but the crescent sheen , A quiver'd Dian to have been , Thou lovely child of old Du Clos ! Dark as a dream Lord Julian stood , Swift as a dream , from forth the wood ...
... hope and joy , That regal front ! those cheeks aglow ! Thou needed'st but the crescent sheen , A quiver'd Dian to have been , Thou lovely child of old Du Clos ! Dark as a dream Lord Julian stood , Swift as a dream , from forth the wood ...
الصفحة 71
... HOPE . LINES COMPOSED 21ST FEBRUARY , 1827 . ALL Nature seems at work . Slugs leave their lair— The bees are stirring — birds are on the wing— And Winter slumbering in the open air , Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring ! And I ...
... HOPE . LINES COMPOSED 21ST FEBRUARY , 1827 . ALL Nature seems at work . Slugs leave their lair— The bees are stirring — birds are on the wing— And Winter slumbering in the open air , Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring ! And I ...
الصفحة 72
... hope draws nectar in a sieve , And hope without an object cannot live , YOUTH AND AGE . VERSE , a breeze mid blossoms straying , Where Hope clung feeding , like a bee- Both were mine ! Life went a maying With Nature , Hope , and Poesy ...
... hope draws nectar in a sieve , And hope without an object cannot live , YOUTH AND AGE . VERSE , a breeze mid blossoms straying , Where Hope clung feeding , like a bee- Both were mine ! Life went a maying With Nature , Hope , and Poesy ...
الصفحة 73
... are the gems of morning , But the tears of mournful eve ! Where no hope is , life's a warning That only serves to make us grieve , When we are old : That only serves to make us grieve With oft and MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . 73.
... are the gems of morning , But the tears of mournful eve ! Where no hope is , life's a warning That only serves to make us grieve , When we are old : That only serves to make us grieve With oft and MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . 73.
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Alhadra Alvar babe Bathory beneath Bethlen bless blood brave breath brother Cain cavern child Christabel curse dare dark dastard dead dear death didst doth dream e'en earth Emerick Enter Exit face fair faith fancy father fear gentle Geraldine Glycine guilt hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven honour hope Hush Illyria innocent Isid Isidore king lady Laska light live look Lord Casimir Lord Julian loud maid moon Moorish Moresco mother murder Nether Stowey night o'er Ordonio pray Raab Kiuprili Ragozzi Robesp Robespierre Roland de Vaux round S. T. COLERIDGE Sarolta sate Sir Leoline sleep smile soul spake speak spirit St-Just stood strange sweet sword tale Tallien tears tell Teresa thee thine thou art thought traitor Twas tyrant Valdez voice wood Zapolya
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الصفحة 44 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
الصفحة 4 - We hailed it in God's name. It ate the food it ne'er had eat, And round and round it flew. The ice did split with a thunder-fit; The helmsman steered us through! And a good south wind sprung up behind; The Albatross did follow, And every day, for food or play, Came to the mariners
الصفحة 3 - Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — " The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
الصفحة 16 - 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.
الصفحة 11 - I fear thee, ancient Mariner ! I fear thy skinny hand ! And thou art long, and lank, and brown, As is the ribbed sea-sand. " I fear thee, and thy glittering eye, And thy skinny hand, so brown.
الصفحة 26 - 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.
الصفحة 10 - We listened and looked sideways up! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seemed to sip! The stars were dim, and thick the night, The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white; From the sails the dew did drip — Till clomb above the eastern bar The horned Moon, with one bright star Within the nether tip.
الصفحة 12 - The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they : The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high ; But oh ! more horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye ! Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse, And yet I could not die.
الصفحة 5 - 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...
الصفحة 7 - There passed a weary time. Each throat was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, when looking westward, 1 beheld a something in the sky.