The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an Introductory Essay Upon His Philosophical and Theological Opinions, כרך 7Harper & brothers, 1864 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 72
עמוד 74
... of one wondrous whole ! This fraternizes man , this constitutes Our charities and bearings . But ' tis God Diffused through all , that doth make all one whole : * This the worst superstition , him except Aught to 74 JUVENILE POEMS .
... of one wondrous whole ! This fraternizes man , this constitutes Our charities and bearings . But ' tis God Diffused through all , that doth make all one whole : * This the worst superstition , him except Aught to 74 JUVENILE POEMS .
עמוד 110
... doth waste and languish ! Or where , his two bright torches blending , Love illumines manhood's maze ; Or where o'er cradled infants bending Hope has fixed her wishful gaze ; Hither , in perplexed dance , Ye Woes ! ye young - eyed Joys ...
... doth waste and languish ! Or where , his two bright torches blending , Love illumines manhood's maze ; Or where o'er cradled infants bending Hope has fixed her wishful gaze ; Hither , in perplexed dance , Ye Woes ! ye young - eyed Joys ...
עמוד 113
... doth leap , Muttering distempered triumph in her charmed sleep . IX . Away , my soul , away ! In vain , in vain the birds of warning sing- And hark ! I hear the famished brood of prey Flap their lank pennons on the groaning wind ! Away ...
... doth leap , Muttering distempered triumph in her charmed sleep . IX . Away , my soul , away ! In vain , in vain the birds of warning sing- And hark ! I hear the famished brood of prey Flap their lank pennons on the groaning wind ! Away ...
עמוד 119
... doth reel ; the very name of God Sounds like a juggler's charm ; and , bold with joy , Forth from his dark and lonely hiding - place , ( Portentous sight ! ) the owlet Atheism , Sailing on obscene wings athwart the noon , Drops his blue ...
... doth reel ; the very name of God Sounds like a juggler's charm ; and , bold with joy , Forth from his dark and lonely hiding - place , ( Portentous sight ! ) the owlet Atheism , Sailing on obscene wings athwart the noon , Drops his blue ...
עמוד 144
... doth Edmund stretch at ease , And while the lazy boat sways to and fro , Breathes in his flute sad airs , so wild and slow , That his own cheek is wet with quiet tears . But O , dear Anne ! when midnight wind careers , And the gust ...
... doth Edmund stretch at ease , And while the lazy boat sways to and fro , Breathes in his flute sad airs , so wild and slow , That his own cheek is wet with quiet tears . But O , dear Anne ! when midnight wind careers , And the gust ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Alvar arms art thou babe Bathory beneath Bethlen blessed breast breath bright Butler calm Casimir child clouds Coun Countess Cuirassiers curse dare dark dead dear death doth dream Duch Duke earth Egra Emerick Emperor fair faith fancy father fear feel gazed gentle Glycine hand hath hear heard heart Heaven honor hope hour Illo Illyria Isid Isolani Jeremy Taylor Kiuprili lady Laska light live look Lord maid Maradas moon mother ne'er Nether Stowey never night o'er Octavio once Ordonio pause Piccolomini Pilsen Prague Questenberg round SCENE sigh silent Slau sleep smile song soul sound spirit stars stept Swedes sweet tale tears tell Tertsky thee Thek Thekla thine things thou art thought Twas twill voice Wallenstein wild wings words Wran youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 213 - In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round: And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
עמוד 234 - There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! A weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
עמוד 233 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea.
עמוד 261 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above ; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love, Doth work like madness in the brain.
עמוד 155 - 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!
עמוד 126 - ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, •** Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruin'd tower.
עמוד 241 - The sails at noon left off their tune, And the ship stood still also. The Sun, right up above the mast, Had fixed her to the ocean : But in a minute she 'gan stir, With a short uneasy motion — Backwards and forwards half her length With a short uneasy motion. Then like a pawing horse let go, She made a sudden bound : It flung the blood into my head, And I fell down in a L, wound.
עמוד 236 - I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky. Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet.
עמוד 231 - Did send a dismal sheen : Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken — The ice was all between. The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around : It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound...
עמוד 237 - The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they : The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high ; But oh ! more horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye ! Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse, And yet I could not die.