The Dramatic Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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E. Moxon, 1857 - 427 Seiten

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Seite 4 - Remorse is as the heart in which it grows : If that be gentle, it drops balmy dews Of true repentance ; but if proud and gloomy, It is a poison-tree, that pierced to the inmost Weeps only tears of poison.
Seite 226 - 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 298 - Above all others make I large concession. For thou must move a world and be the master — 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 289 - Yet, not a few, and for a meaner object, Have ventured even this, ay, and performed it. What is there in thy case so black and monstrous ? Thou art accused of treason — whether with Or without justice is not now the question — Thou art lost if thou dost not avail thee quickly Of the power which thou possessest — Friedland! Duke!
Seite 186 - The caps and helmets are all garlanded With green boughs, the last plundering of the fields. The city gates fly open of themselves, They need no longer the petard to tear them. The ramparts are all filled with men and women...
Seite 304 - Are ye not like the women, who for ever Only recur to their first word, although One had been talking reason by the hour ! Know, that the human being's thoughts and deeds Are not like ocean billows, blindly moved. The inner world, his microcosmus, is The deep shaft, out of which they spring eternally.
Seite 278 - 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 gray with age becomes religion.
Seite 355 - Stand'st thou, like me, a freeman in the world, That in thy actions thou shouldst plead free agency ? On me thou'rt planted, I am thy emperor ; To obey me, to belong...
Seite 226 - They live no longer in the faith of reason! But still the heart doth need a language, still Doth the old instinct bring back the old names, And to yon starry world they now are gone, Spirits or gods, that used to share this earth With man as with their friend ; and to the lover Yonder they move, from yonder visible sky Shoot influence down: and even at this day 'Tis Jupiter who brings whate'er is great, And Venus who brings every thing that's fair!

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