The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge: Including the Dramas of Wallenstein, Remorse, and Zapola ...William Pickering, 1828 |
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... rest , The tall tree's shadow sleeps upon his breast . VII . Hence ! thou lingerer , LIGHT ! EVE saddens into NIGHT . Mother of wildly - working dreams ! we view The SOMBRE HOURS , that round thee stand With down - cast eyes ( a duteous ...
... rest , The tall tree's shadow sleeps upon his breast . VII . Hence ! thou lingerer , LIGHT ! EVE saddens into NIGHT . Mother of wildly - working dreams ! we view The SOMBRE HOURS , that round thee stand With down - cast eyes ( a duteous ...
第 35 頁
... rest ; And placed him , caged within the flower , On Spotless SARA's breast . But when unweeting of the guile Awoke the prisoner sweet , He struggled to escape awhile And stamped his faery feet . Ah ! soon the soul - entrancing sight ...
... rest ; And placed him , caged within the flower , On Spotless SARA's breast . But when unweeting of the guile Awoke the prisoner sweet , He struggled to escape awhile And stamped his faery feet . Ah ! soon the soul - entrancing sight ...
第 40 頁
... more musically sweet to me Thy dissonant harsh Bray of Joy would be , Than warbled Melodies that sooth to rest The aching of pale FASHION's vacant breast ! DOMESTIC PEACE . TELL me , on what holy ground 40 JUVENILE POEMS .
... more musically sweet to me Thy dissonant harsh Bray of Joy would be , Than warbled Melodies that sooth to rest The aching of pale FASHION's vacant breast ! DOMESTIC PEACE . TELL me , on what holy ground 40 JUVENILE POEMS .
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... rest , Launch paper navies on thy waveless breast . The rustic here at eve with pensive look Whistling lorn ditties leans upon his crook , Or starting pauses with hope - mingled dread To list 46 JUVENILE POEMS . Lines to a beautiful ...
... rest , Launch paper navies on thy waveless breast . The rustic here at eve with pensive look Whistling lorn ditties leans upon his crook , Or starting pauses with hope - mingled dread To list 46 JUVENILE POEMS . Lines to a beautiful ...
第 48 頁
... FRENZY , fierce - eyed child of moping pain , Darts her hot lightning flash athwart the brain . Rest , injured shade ! Shall SLANDER squatting near Spit 48 JUVENILE POEMS . On a Friend who died of a Frenzy Fever induced calumnious reports.
... FRENZY , fierce - eyed child of moping pain , Darts her hot lightning flash athwart the brain . Rest , injured shade ! Shall SLANDER squatting near Spit 48 JUVENILE POEMS . On a Friend who died of a Frenzy Fever induced calumnious reports.
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第 213 頁 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
第 330 頁 - mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean: And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war...
第 289 頁 - And those thin clouds above, in flakes and bars, That give away their motion to the stars ; Those stars, that glide behind them or between, Now sparkling, now bedimmed, but always seen : Yon crescent Moon, as fixed as if it grew In its own cloudless, starless lake of blue ; I see them all so excellently fair, I see, not feel, how beautiful they are...
第 328 頁 - ... all the rest had passed away like the images on the surface of a stream into which a stone had been cast, but alas! without the after restoration of the latter...
第 100 頁 - Believe thou, O my soul, Life is a vision shadowy of Truth ; And vice, and anguish, and the wormy grave, Shapes of a dream ! The veiling clouds retire, And lo ! the Throne of the redeeming God Forth flashing unimaginable day Wraps in one blaze earth, heaven, and deepest hell.
第 329 頁 - 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.
第 103 頁 - For all that meets the bodily sense I deem Symbolical, one mighty alphabet For infant minds ; and we in this low world Placed with our backs to bright reality, That we may learn with young unwounded ken The substance from its shadow.
第 159 頁 - ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame.
第 330 頁 - I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there...
第 211 頁 - As with a wedge! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought; entranced in prayer, I worshipped the Invisible alone.