The Poetical and Dramatic Works of S.T. Coleridge: With a Memoir ...Little, Brown and Company, 1861 |
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... mother Nature Within the peaceful silent convent walls Has done her part , and out of her free grace Hath she bestowed on the beloved child The godlike ; and now leads her thus adorned To meet her splendid fortune , and my hope . Duch ...
... mother Nature Within the peaceful silent convent walls Has done her part , and out of her free grace Hath she bestowed on the beloved child The godlike ; and now leads her thus adorned To meet her splendid fortune , and my hope . Duch ...
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... to transfer it . I come with shame yea , not without a pang ! For scarce have I arrived here , scarce delivered The mother and the daughter to your arms , But there is brought to me from your equerry A 44 THE PICCOLOMINI ;
... to transfer it . I come with shame yea , not without a pang ! For scarce have I arrived here , scarce delivered The mother and the daughter to your arms , But there is brought to me from your equerry A 44 THE PICCOLOMINI ;
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... mother ; A wretched painting ' twas , yet ' twas the friend That I was seeking in this moment . Ah , How oft have I beheld that glorious form In splendour , ' mid ecstatic worshippers , Yet , still it moved me not ! and now at once Was ...
... mother ; A wretched painting ' twas , yet ' twas the friend That I was seeking in this moment . Ah , How oft have I beheld that glorious form In splendour , ' mid ecstatic worshippers , Yet , still it moved me not ! and now at once Was ...
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... mother Where have you stayed so long ? Thek . Wept so again ! and I - I see her suffer , Yet cannot keep myself from being happy . Max . Now once again I have courage to look on you . To - day at noon I could not . The dazzle of the ...
... mother Where have you stayed so long ? Thek . Wept so again ! and I - I see her suffer , Yet cannot keep myself from being happy . Max . Now once again I have courage to look on you . To - day at noon I could not . The dazzle of the ...
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... mother ? Excellent creature ! she deserves from us A full and filial confidence . She doth love you , Thek . Doth rate you high before all others - but- But such a secret - she would never have The courage to conceal it from my father ...
... mother ? Excellent creature ! she deserves from us A full and filial confidence . She doth love you , Thek . Doth rate you high before all others - but- But such a secret - she would never have The courage to conceal it from my father ...
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already arms army BURGOMASTER BUTLER camp Chamber Colonel command confidence Coun COUNT TERTSKY COUNTESS TERTSKY Cuirassiers dare daughter deed destiny dost doth Duch DUCHESS Duke Friedland duty Egra Emperor enemy enter entreat evil Exit faithful favour fear fortune Galas give Goetz GORDON hadst hand hast thou hath hear heart heaven hither honour Illo ISOLANI LADY NEUBRUNN leave Lieutenant-General longer look Lord MARADAS mother ne'er never night noble o'er oath OCTAVIO PICCOLOMINI once Pappenheimers pause Pilsen Prague Prince Ques QUESTENBERG Regenspurg regiments remain round SCENE Servant soul speak spirit stand stars Swedes Swedish sword tell thee Thek THEKLA There's thine thou hast Thou wilt thy father thyself Tiefenbach traitor translation troops trust Twas twill Vienna voice WALLENSTEIN Wherefore whole wish word Wran Wrangel
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Seite 31 - Blissful, and the enduring Mighty ! Lo there ! the soldier, rapid architect ! Builds his light town of canvas, and at once The whole scene moves and bustles momently, With arms, and neighing steeds, and mirth and quarrel The motley market fills ; the roads, the streams Are crowded with new freights, trade stirs and hurries ! But on some morrow morn, all suddenly, The tents drop down, the horde renews its march. Dreary, and solitary as a church-yard The meadow and down-trodden seed-plot lie, And the...
Seite 82 - For fable is Love's world, his home, his birthplace : Delightedly dwells he 'mong fays and talismans, And spirits ; and delightedly believes Divinities, being himself divine. The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion...
Seite 147 - Sterling to-morrow, for to-day 'twas sterling ! For of the wholly common is man made, And custom is his nurse ! Woe then to them, Who lay irreverent hands upon his old House furniture, the dear inheritance From his forefathers. For time consecrates ; And what is grey with age becomes religion...
Seite 80 - I stepped in ; and now The narrowing line of day-light, that ran after The closing door, was gone ; and all about me 'Twas pale and dusky night, with many shadows Fantastically cast. Here six or seven Colossal statues, and all kings, stood round me In a half-circle.
Seite 32 - Nor know aught of the main land, but the bays Where safeliest they may venture a thieves' landing. Whate'er in the inland dales the land conceals Of fair and exquisite, O ! nothing, nothing, Do we behold of that in our rude voyage.
Seite 303 - He, the more fortunate ! yea, he hath finished ! For him there is no longer any future, His life is bright — bright without spot it was And cannot cease to be. No ominous hour Knocks at his door with tidings of mishap. Far off is he, above desire and fear ; No more submitted to the change and chance Of the unsteady planets.
Seite 87 - The cloud doth gather, the greenwood roar, The damsel paces along the shore; The billows they tumble with might, with might; And she flings out her voice to the darksome night; Her bosom is swelling with sorrow; The world it is empty, the heart will die, There's nothing to wish for beneath the sky: Thou Holy One, call thy child away! I've lived and loved, and that was to-day— Make ready my grave-clothes to-morrow.
Seite 173 - He kills thee, who condemns thee to inaction. So be it then ! maintain thee in thy post By violence. Resist the Emperor, And if it must be, force with force repel : I will not praise it, yet I can forgive it. But not — not to the traitor — yes ! — the word Is spoken out Not to the traitor can I yield a pardon.
Seite 234 - I trust right soon To chase them to their homes across their Baltic. My cares are only for the whole : I have A heart — it bleeds within me for the miseries And piteous groaning of my fellow Germans. Ye are but common men, but yet ye think With minds not common ; ye appear to me Worthy before all others, that I whisper ye A...
Seite 147 - And what is grey with age becomes religion. Be in possession, and thou hast the right, And sacred will the many guard it for thee ! [ To the Page, who here enters. The Swedish officer ?— Well, let him enter. [The Page exit, WALLENSTEIN fixes his eye in deep thought on the door.