The Table Talk and Omniana of Samuel Taylor ColeridgeH. Milford, Oxford University Press, 1917 - 500 sider |
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... called - and pass an entire day with Coleridge , was a marvellous change indeed . It was a Sabbath past expression deep , and tranquil , and serene . You came to a man who had travelled in many countries and in critical times ; who had ...
... called - and pass an entire day with Coleridge , was a marvellous change indeed . It was a Sabbath past expression deep , and tranquil , and serene . You came to a man who had travelled in many countries and in critical times ; who had ...
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... called a rambling rhapsodist , because the connexions of his parts , though never arbitrary , are so fine that the vulgar reader sees them not at all . But they are there nevertheless , and may all be so distinctly shown , that no one ...
... called a rambling rhapsodist , because the connexions of his parts , though never arbitrary , are so fine that the vulgar reader sees them not at all . But they are there nevertheless , and may all be so distinctly shown , that no one ...
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... called a Tory pensioner ' , ' a puffed up partisan ' , & c . Now the only pension , from any public source or character whatever , received by Mr. Coleridge throughout his whole life , was the following : In 1821 or 1822 , George the ...
... called a Tory pensioner ' , ' a puffed up partisan ' , & c . Now the only pension , from any public source or character whatever , received by Mr. Coleridge throughout his whole life , was the following : In 1821 or 1822 , George the ...
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... called Royal Associates , and to be selected at the discretion of the Council . It is true that this was done under a Tory Government ; but I believe the Government had no more to do with it than the Westminster Review . It was the mere ...
... called Royal Associates , and to be selected at the discretion of the Council . It is true that this was done under a Tory Government ; but I believe the Government had no more to do with it than the Westminster Review . It was the mere ...
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... called'st him ? ALHADRA . I crept into the cavern- " Twas dark and very silent . What saidst thou ? No ! No ! I did not dare call , Isidore , Lest I should hear no answer ! A brief while , Belike , I lost all thought and memory Of that ...
... called'st him ? ALHADRA . I crept into the cavern- " Twas dark and very silent . What saidst thou ? No ! No ! I did not dare call , Isidore , Lest I should hear no answer ! A brief while , Belike , I lost all thought and memory Of that ...
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Side 310 - Etrurian shades High overarched embower; or scattered sedge Afloat, when with fierce winds Orion armed Hath vexed the Red Sea coast, whose waves o'erthrew Busiris and his Memphian chivalry. While with perfidious hatred they pursued The sojourners of Goshen, who beheld From the safe shore their floating carcasses And broken chariot-wheels. So thick bestrown. Abject and lost, lay these, covering the flood, Under amazement of their hideous change. He called so loud that all the hollow deep Of hell resounded...
Side 309 - By four Cherubic shapes. Four faces each Had wondrous; as with stars, their bodies all And wings were set with eyes ; with eyes the wheels Of beryl, and careering fires between...
Side 468 - Licence they mean when they cry Liberty; For who loves that must first be wise and good ; But from that mark how far they rove we see, For all this waste of wealth and loss of blood.
Side 449 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
Side 262 - Hear, O heavens, and give ear, O earth: for the LORD hath spoken, I have nourished and brought up children, and they have rebelled against me.
Side 189 - IV. Forgive me, Freedom ! O forgive those dreams ! I hear thy voice, I hear thy loud lament, From bleak Helvetia's icy cavern sent — I hear thy groans upon her blood-stained streams ! Heroes, that for your peaceful country perished, And ye that, fleeing, spot your mountain-snows With bleeding wounds ; forgive me, that I cherished...
Side 331 - He tugg'd, he shook, till down they came and drew The whole roof after them, with burst of thunder Upon the heads of all who sat beneath, Lords, ladies, captains, counsellors...
Side 195 - Tarsus, bound for th' isles Of Javan or Gadire, With all her bravery on, and tackle trim, Sails fill'd, and streamers waving, Courted by all the winds that hold them play...
Side 293 - The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers. Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry " Hold, hold !
Side 220 - This beauty, in the blossom of my youth, When my first fire knew no adulterate incense, Nor I no way to flatter, but my fondness, In all the bravery my friends could...