Glycine’s Song By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Glycine’s Song A sunny shaft did I behold, From sky to earth it slanted: And poised therein a bird so bold Sweet bird, thou wert…

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A Mathematical Problem By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

A Mathematical Problem This is now–this was erst, Proposition the first–and Problem the first. I. On a given finite Line Which must no way incline;…

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Lines On A Friend, Who Died Of A Frenzy Fever, Induced By Calumnious Reports By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Lines On A Friend, Who Died Of A Frenzy Fever, Induced By Calumnious Reports Edmund! thy grave with aching eye I scan, And inly groan…

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Despair By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Despair I have experienc’d The worst, the World can wreak on me–the worst That can make Life indifferent, yet disturb With whisper’d Discontents the dying…

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Life By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Life As late I journey’d o’er the extensive plain Where native Otter sports his scanty stream, Musing in torpid woe a Sister’s pain, The glorious…

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Aplolgia Pro Vita Sua By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Aplolgia Pro Vita Sua The poet in his lone yet genial hour Gives to his eyes a magnifying power : Or rather he emancipates his…

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Hexameters By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Hexameters William, my teacher, my friend ! dear William and dear Dorothea ! Smooth out the folds of my letter, and place it on desk…

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A Child’s Evening Prayer By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

A Child’s Evening Prayer Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, God grant me grace my prayers to say: O God! preserve my mother…

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Lines To W. L. While He Sang A Song To Purcell’s Music By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Lines To W. L. While He Sang A Song To Purcell’s Music While my young cheek retains its healthful hues, And I have many friends…

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Elegy, Imitated From One Of Akenside’s Blank-Verse Inscriptions By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Elegy, Imitated From One Of Akenside’s Blank-Verse Inscriptions Near the lone pile with ivy overspread, Fast by the rivulet’s sleep-persuading sound, Where ‘sleeps the moonlight’…

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Inscription For A Fountain On A Heath By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Inscription For A Fountain On A Heath This Sycamore, oft musical with bees,– Such tents the Patriarchs loved ! O long unharmed May all its…

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Answer To A Child’s Question By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Answer To A Child’s Question Do you ask what the birds say? The sparrow, the dove, The linnet, and thrush say, ‘I love and I…

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Frost At Midnight By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Frost At Midnight The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet’s cry Came loud–and hark, again ! loud as before. The…

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A Broken Friendship By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

A Broken Friendship Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is…

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Lines Composed In A Concert-Room By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Lines Composed In A Concert-Room Nor cold nor stern my soul! Yet I detest These scented rooms, where to a gaudy throug, Heaves the proud…

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Epitaph By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Epitaph Stop, Christian passer-by : Stop, child of God, And read, with gentle breast. Beneath this sod A poet lies, or that which once seem’d…

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In The Manner Of Spenser By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

In The Manner Of Spenser O peace, that on a lilied bank dost love To rest thine head beneath an olive tree, I would that…

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Aeolian Harp, The By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Aeolian Harp, The My pensive SARA ! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is To sit beside our Cot,…

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From Religious Musings By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

From Religious Musings I THERE is one Mind, one omnipresent Mind, Omnific. His most holy name is Love. Truth of subliming import! with the which…

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Then, After A Pause Of A Few Minutes By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

(Then, after a pause of a few minutes), ————————————– ANSWER, ex improviso Yes, yes ! that boon, life’s richest treat He had, or fancied that…

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Lines On Observing A Blossom On The First Of February, 1796 By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Lines On Observing A Blossom On The First Of February, 1796 Sweet flower! that peeping from thy russet stem Unfoldest timidly, (for in strange sort…

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Dejection- An Ode By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Dejection- An Ode Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon, With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear, I fear, My…

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Imitated From Ossian By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Imitated From Ossian The stream with languid murmur creeps, In Lumin’s flowery vale: Beneath the dew the Lily weeps Slow-waving to the gale. ‘Cease, restless…

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Addressed To A Young Man Of Fortune Who Abandoned Himself To An Indolent And Causeless Melancholy By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Addressed To A Young Man Of Fortune Who Abandoned Himself To An Indolent And Causeless Melancholy Hence that fantastic wantonness of woe, O Youth to…

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Forbearance By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Forbearance (Beareth all things.—1 Cor. xiii. 7.) Gently I took that which ungently came, And without scorn forgave:–Do thou the same. A wrong done to…

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A Christmas Carol By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

A Christmas Carol I. The shepherds went their hasty way, And found the lowly stable-shed Where the Virgin-Mother lay: And now they checked their eager…

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Lines To A Beautiful Spring In A Village By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Lines To A Beautiful Spring In A Village Once more, sweet stream! with slow foot wand’ring near, I bless thy milky waters cold and clear….

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Cologne By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Cologne In Köhln, a town of monks and bones, And pavements fang’d with murderous stones And rags, and hags, and hideous wenches ; I counted…

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Improvisatore, The By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Improvisatore, The Scene–A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here he comes. Kate…

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Ballad Of Sir Patrick Spence By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Ballad of Sir Patrick Spence I Well ! If the Bard was weather-wise, who made The grand old ballad of Sir Patrick Spence, This night,…

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Fire, Famine, And Slaughter – A War Eclogue By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Fire, Famine, And Slaughter – A War Eclogue The Scene a desolate Tract in la Vendee. Famine is discovered lying on the ground; to her…

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Lines Written After A Walk Before Supper By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Lines Written After A Walk Before Supper Tho’ much averse, dear Jack, to flicker, To find a likeness for friend V—-ker, I’ve made, thro’ earth,…

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Lines Suggested By The Last Words Of Berengarius. Ob. Anno Dom. 1088 By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Lines Suggested By The Last Words Of Berengarius. Ob. Anno Dom. 1088 No more ‘twixt conscience staggering and the Pope Soon shall I now before…

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Composed At Clevedon, Somersetshire By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Composed At Clevedon, Somersetshire My pensive Sara, thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is To sit beside our cot,…

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Imitated From The Welsh By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Imitated From The Welsh If, while my passion I impart, You deem my words untrue, O place your hand upon my heart, Feel how it…

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Absence – A Farewell Ode On Quitting School For Jesus College By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Absence – A Farewell Ode On Quitting School For Jesus College Where graced with many a classic spoil Cam rolls his reverend stream along, I…

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France – An Ode By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

France – An Ode EXCERPT] … O Liberty ! with profitless endeavour Have I pursued thee, many a weary hour ; But thou nor swell’st…

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Limbo By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Limbo The sole true Something–This ! In Limbo Den It frightens Ghosts as Ghosts here frighten men– For skimming in the wake it mock’d the…

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Christabel By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Christabel PART I ‘Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- Tu-whoo! And hark, again!…

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Human Life By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Human Life If dead, we cease to be ; if total gloom Swallow up life’s brief flash for aye, we fare As summer-gusts, of sudden…

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About The Nightingale By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

About The Nightingale From a letter from STC to Wordsworth after writing The Nightingale: In stale blank verse a subject stale I send per post…

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Fears In Solitude By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Fears In Solitude A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O’er stiller place No singing sky-lark ever poised…

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Lines By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Lines Composed while climbing the left ascent of Brockley Coomb, Somersetshire, May 1795 With many a pause and oft reverted eye I climb the Coomb’s…

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Constancy To An Ideal Object By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Constancy To An Ideal Object Since all, that beat about in Nature’s range, Or veer or vanish ; why should’st thou remain The only constant…

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Hymn Before Sun-Rise, In The Vale Of Chamouni By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Hymn Before Sun-Rise, In The Vale Of Chamouni Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star In his steep course? So long he seems to…

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A Tombless Epitaph By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

A Tombless Epitaph ‘Tis true, Idoloclastes Satyrane ! (So call him, for so mingling blame with praise, And smiles with anxious looks, his earliest friends,…

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Fancy In Nubibus, Or The Poet In The Clouds By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Fancy In Nubibus, Or The Poet In The Clouds O! it is pleasant with a heart at ease, Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies,…

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Lewti, Or The Circassian Love-Chaunt By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Lewti, Or The Circassian Love-Chaunt At midnight by the stream I roved, To forget the form I loved. Image of Lewti! from my mind Depart;…

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Brockley Coomb By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Brockley Coomb Lines composed while climbing the left ascent of Brockley Coomb, May 1795 With many a pause and oft reverted eye I climb the…

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Home-Sick. Written In Germany By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Home-Sick. Written In Germany ‘Tis sweet to him, who all the week Through city-crowds must push his way, To stroll alone through fields and woods,…

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A Soliloquy Of The Full Moon, She Being In A Mad Passion By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

A Soliloquy Of The Full Moon, She Being In A Mad Passion Now as Heaven is my Lot, they’re the Pests of the Nation! Wherever…

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Duty Surviving Self-Love By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Duty Surviving Self-Love Unchanged within, to see all changed without, Is a blank lot and hard to bear, no doubt. Yet why at others’ Wanings…

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Kubla Khan By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Kubla Khan In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to…

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Blossing Of The Solitary Date-Tree, The By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Blossing Of The Solitary Date-Tree, The Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of…

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Genevieve By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Genevieve Maid of my love! sweet Genevieve! In beauty’s light you glide along; Your eye is like the star of eve, And sweet your voice,…

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A Day Dream By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

A Day Dream My eyes make pictures when they’re shut:– I see a fountain large and fair, A Willow and a ruined Hut, And thee,…

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Domestic Peace By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Domestic Peace Tell me, on what holy ground May domestic peace be found? Halcyon daughter of the skies, Far on fearful wing she flies, From…

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Kisses By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Kisses Cupid, if storying legends tell aright, Once framed a rich elixer of delight. A chalice o’er love-kindled flames he fixed, And in it nectar…

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As Some Vast Tropic Tree, Itself A Wood (Fragment) By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

As Some Vast Tropic Tree, Itself A Wood (Fragment) As some vast Tropic tree, itself a wood, That crests its Head with clouds, beneath the…

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