The Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Band 1Gall & Inglis, 1881 - 554 Seiten |
Im Buch
Ergebnisse 1-5 von 83
Seite ix
... Light Dra- goons ; " and he said to himself , " Well , I have had all my life a violent antipathy to soldiers and horses ; the sooner I can cure myself of these absurd prejudices the better , and I will enlist in this regiment . " On ...
... Light Dra- goons ; " and he said to himself , " Well , I have had all my life a violent antipathy to soldiers and horses ; the sooner I can cure myself of these absurd prejudices the better , and I will enlist in this regiment . " On ...
Seite 11
... light Fell off in hoary flakes . " Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire : Blue , glossy green , and velvet black , They coiled and swam ; and every track Was a flash of golden fire . " O happy living things ! no ...
... light Fell off in hoary flakes . " Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire : Blue , glossy green , and velvet black , They coiled and swam ; and every track Was a flash of golden fire . " O happy living things ! no ...
Seite 12
... light - almost I thought that I had died in sleep , And was a blessed ghost . " And soon I heard a roaring wind : It did not come anear ; But with its sound it shook the sails , That were so thin and sere . " The upper air burst into ...
... light - almost I thought that I had died in sleep , And was a blessed ghost . " And soon I heard a roaring wind : It did not come anear ; But with its sound it shook the sails , That were so thin and sere . " The upper air burst into ...
Seite 17
... light Till rising from the same , Full many shapes , that shadows were , In crimson colours came . " A little ... light , a seraph - man , On every corse there stood . " This seraph - band , each waved his hand : It was a heavenly sight ...
... light Till rising from the same , Full many shapes , that shadows were , In crimson colours came . " A little ... light , a seraph - man , On every corse there stood . " This seraph - band , each waved his hand : It was a heavenly sight ...
Seite 36
... light free spirit , That make the Duke secure . Ques . ( anxiously ) . My honoured friend ! most highly do I deem Of Colonel Piccolomini - yet - if- Reflect a little- Oct. I must venture it . Hush - There he 36 ACT I. COLERIDGE'S POEMS .
... light free spirit , That make the Duke secure . Ques . ( anxiously ) . My honoured friend ! most highly do I deem Of Colonel Piccolomini - yet - if- Reflect a little- Oct. I must venture it . Hush - There he 36 ACT I. COLERIDGE'S POEMS .
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
The Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Edited with a Biographical ... Samuel Taylor Coleridge Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2017 |
The Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge Samuel Taylor Coleridge Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2015 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Alvar arms army Art thou BATHORY Bethlen Billaud Varennes blood brother BUTLER Casim Casimir Christabel Coleridge command Coun Count COUNTESS Cuirassiers curse dare dear didst dost doth dream Duch Duke Egra Emer Emerick Emperor enemy Enter evil Exit faithful father fear fortune Friedland GLYCINE hand hath hear heard heart Heaven hither 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 once 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 thyself traitor trust Twas tyrant Valdez voice WALLENSTEIN word Wran ZAPOLYA
Beliebte Passagen
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.