The Poems of S.T. ColeridgeWilliam Pickering, 1848 - 372 من الصفحات |
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... . BEQUEATHED BY CHARLES DUDLEY MARCH , ( Class of 1880 ) . Received Sept. 9 , 1889 . 1 THE POEMS OF S. T. COLERIDGE O THE POEMS. OF GREENLAND , N. H. TO THE AUTUMNAL MOON . ACADEMIAL HARVARDIAN RI TAS ONY NOV. 19474.845.
... . BEQUEATHED BY CHARLES DUDLEY MARCH , ( Class of 1880 ) . Received Sept. 9 , 1889 . 1 THE POEMS OF S. T. COLERIDGE O THE POEMS. OF GREENLAND , N. H. TO THE AUTUMNAL MOON . ACADEMIAL HARVARDIAN RI TAS ONY NOV. 19474.845.
الصفحة xi
... Moon .... Anthem for the Children of Christ's Hospital Time , real and imaginary Monody on the Death of Chatterton 1 2 3 4 Songs of the Pixies 9 The Raven ...... 13 Absence , a Farewell Ode 15 Sonnet . On the same ...
... Moon .... Anthem for the Children of Christ's Hospital Time , real and imaginary Monody on the Death of Chatterton 1 2 3 4 Songs of the Pixies 9 The Raven ...... 13 Absence , a Farewell Ode 15 Sonnet . On the same ...
الصفحة 1
... while with watery light Thy weak eye glimmers through a fleecy veil ; B And when thou lovest thy pale orb to shroud Behind. TO THE AUTUMNAL MOON . JUVENILE POEMS Page Genevieve Sonnet To the Autumnal Moon JUVENILE POEMS.
... while with watery light Thy weak eye glimmers through a fleecy veil ; B And when thou lovest thy pale orb to shroud Behind. TO THE AUTUMNAL MOON . JUVENILE POEMS Page Genevieve Sonnet To the Autumnal Moon JUVENILE POEMS.
الصفحة 8
... Hope I seek the cottaged dell Where Virtue calm with careless step may stray ; And , dancing to the moon - light roundelay , The wizard passions weave a holy spell ! O Chatterton ! that thou wert yet alive ! Sure 8 JUVENILE POEMS .
... Hope I seek the cottaged dell Where Virtue calm with careless step may stray ; And , dancing to the moon - light roundelay , The wizard passions weave a holy spell ! O Chatterton ! that thou wert yet alive ! Sure 8 JUVENILE POEMS .
الصفحة 10
... moon to shadowy - pale , And scuds the cloud before the gale , Ere the Morn , all gem - bedight , Hath streak'd the East with rosy light , We sip the furze - flower's fragrant dews Clad in robes of rainbow hues : Or sport amid the ...
... moon to shadowy - pale , And scuds the cloud before the gale , Ere the Morn , all gem - bedight , Hath streak'd the East with rosy light , We sip the furze - flower's fragrant dews Clad in robes of rainbow hues : Or sport amid the ...
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Albatross amid Antistrophe arms babe Bard beneath blessed blest bower breast breath breeze bright bright eyes calm cheek child Christabel cloud dance dark Dark Ladie dear deep doth dream earth fair fancy fear feel flowers gazed gentle Geraldine green groan hath hear heard heart heave Heaven HEXAMETER holy hope hour Jeremy Taylor KUBLA KHAN lady land of mist light limbs listen look loud maid meek melancholy mind moon mother murmur muse ne'er Nether Stowey night o'er pain pang Pixies poem prayed rock Roland de Vaux rose round S. T. COLERIDGE ship sigh silent sing Sir Leoline Slau sleep smile soft song soothe sorrow soul sound spake spirit stars stept stood strange stream sweet swelling tale tears thee thine things thou thought toil trembling twas voice ween wild wind wing youth
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الصفحة 111 - ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
الصفحة 235 - Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning!
الصفحة 234 - The loud wind never reached the ship, Yet now the ship moved on! Beneath the lightning and the Moon The dead men gave a groan. 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...
الصفحة 190 - But now afflictions bow me down to earth : Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth, But oh ! each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination.
الصفحة 144 - Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my Heart, awake! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my Hymn. Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the Vale ! () struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars...
الصفحة 159 - Friends, whom I never more may meet again, On springy heath, along the hill-top edge, Wander in gladness, and wind down, perchance, To that still roaring dell, of which I told; The roaring dell, o'erwooded, narrow, deep, And only speckled by the mid-day sun...
الصفحة 227 - 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, I beheld A something in the sky. "At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
الصفحة 225 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
الصفحة 232 - 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. "The selfsame moment I could pray; And from my neck so free The Albatross fell off, and sank Like lead into the sea.
الصفحة 231 - 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 a curse in a dead man's eye! Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse. And yet I could not die.