The Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Band 1Gall & Inglis, 1881 - 554 Seiten |
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... faith of ages . His own heart ever cried out for a faith by which he might daily live : and his mind was superior to the artifice which . unconsciously employed by multitudes , helps them over all inward difficulties , that , namely ...
... faith of ages . His own heart ever cried out for a faith by which he might daily live : and his mind was superior to the artifice which . unconsciously employed by multitudes , helps them over all inward difficulties , that , namely ...
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... faith ! ' the Hermit said- And they answered not our cheer ! The planks look warped ! and see those sails How thin they are and sere ! I never saw aught like to them , Unless perchance it were " Brown skeletons of leaves that lag My ...
... faith ! ' the Hermit said- And they answered not our cheer ! The planks look warped ! and see those sails How thin they are and sere ! I never saw aught like to them , Unless perchance it were " Brown skeletons of leaves that lag My ...
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... had selected The smallest out of four - and - twenty evils , I'faith we should wait long.- " Dash ! and through with it ! " - That's the better watch word . Then after come what may come . ' Tis man's. 32 [ AOT L COLERIDGE'S POEMS .
... had selected The smallest out of four - and - twenty evils , I'faith we should wait long.- " Dash ! and through with it ! " - That's the better watch word . Then after come what may come . ' Tis man's. 32 [ AOT L COLERIDGE'S POEMS .
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... faith In the might of stars and angels ! " Tis not merely The human being's Pride that peoples space With life and mystical predominance ; Since likewise for the stricken heart of Love This visible nature , and this common world , Is ...
... faith In the might of stars and angels ! " Tis not merely The human being's Pride that peoples space With life and mystical predominance ; Since likewise for the stricken heart of Love This visible nature , and this common world , Is ...
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... faith . It is a gentle and affectionate thought , That in immeasurable heights above us , At our first birth , the wreath of love was woven , With sparkling stars for flowers . Coun . Not only roses , But thorns too hath the heaven ...
... faith . It is a gentle and affectionate thought , That in immeasurable heights above us , At our first birth , the wreath of love was woven , With sparkling stars for flowers . Coun . Not only roses , But thorns too hath the heaven ...
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Alvar arms army Art thou BATHORY Bethlen Billaud Varennes blood brother BUTLER Casim Casimir Christabel Coleridge command Coun Count COUNTESS Cuirassiers curse dare dear deed didst dost doth dream Duch DUCHESS Duke Egra Emer Emerick Emperor enemy Enter evil Exit faithful father fear fortune Friedland GLYCINE hand hath hear heard heart Heaven honour Illo Illyria Isid ISOLANI King Kiupr Kiuprili lady Laska live look lord MARADAS mother murder ne'er never night noble o'er OCTAVIO OCTAVIO PICCOLOMINI ORDONIO pause Piccolomini Pilsen Prague Ques QUESTENBERG Ragoz regiments Robespierre round Sarolta SCENE soul speak spirit stand Swedes sweet sword tell TERESA TERTSKY thee Thek THEKLA thine Thou art thou hast thought thyself traitor trust Twas tyrant Valdez voice WALLENSTEIN word Wran ZAPOLYA
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Seite 6 - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.
Seite 9 - Around, around, flew each sweet sound, Then darted to the Sun; Slowly the sounds came back again, Now mixed, now one by one. 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!
Seite 10 - 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. Till noon we quietly sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe: Slowly and smoothly went the ship, Moved onward from beneath.
Seite 66 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain, Or forest, by slow stream or pebbly spring, Or chasms, and watery depths ; all these have vanished ; They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Seite 16 - I pass, like night, from land to land; 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 "What loud uproar bursts from that door!
Seite 446 - Then suddenly, with timorous eye She fled to me and wept. She half enclosed me with her arms, She pressed me with a meek embrace; And bending back her head, looked up, And gazed upon my face. 'Twas partly love, and partly fear, And partly 'twas a bashful art, That I might rather feel, than see, The swelling of her heart.
Seite 469 - 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 ! God!
Seite 445 - Nor rested day nor night ; That sometimes from the savage den, And sometimes from the darksome shade, And sometimes starting up at once In green and sunny glade, There came and looked him in the face An angel beautiful and bright, And that he knew it was a fiend...
Seite 469 - Pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of Snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, GOD...
Seite 446 - Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve; The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long. She wept with pity and delight, She blushed with love, and virgin shame; And like the murmur of a dream, I heard her breathe my name. Her bosom heaved, — • she stepped aside, As conscious of my look she stept, — Then suddenly, with timorous eye She fled to me and wept.