The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume |
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17 JUVENILE POEMS 1 Genevieve 2 SIBYLLINE LEAVES : Sonnet , to the
Autumnal Moon . ib . I. POEMS OCCASIONED BY POLITICAL EVENTS , OR
Time , Real and Imaginary , an Allegory ib . FEELINGS CONNECTED WITH
THEM .
17 JUVENILE POEMS 1 Genevieve 2 SIBYLLINE LEAVES : Sonnet , to the
Autumnal Moon . ib . I. POEMS OCCASIONED BY POLITICAL EVENTS , OR
Time , Real and Imaginary , an Allegory ib . FEELINGS CONNECTED WITH
THEM .
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I watch thy gliding , while with watery light Thy weak eye glimmers through a
fleecy veil ; 1 Is this the land of song - ennobled line ? 2 COLERIDGE'S
POETICAL WORKS . Genevieve SIBYLLINE LEAVES Sonnet, to the Autumnal
Moon POEMS ...
I watch thy gliding , while with watery light Thy weak eye glimmers through a
fleecy veil ; 1 Is this the land of song - ennobled line ? 2 COLERIDGE'S
POETICAL WORKS . Genevieve SIBYLLINE LEAVES Sonnet, to the Autumnal
Moon POEMS ...
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While as the Thousand Years Lead up their mystic dance , the Desert shouts !
Old Ocean claps his hands ! The mighty Dead * David Ilartley . Rise to new life ,
whoe'er from earliest time † Rev. Chap . iv . v . 2 and 3 .-- And immediately I was
in ...
While as the Thousand Years Lead up their mystic dance , the Desert shouts !
Old Ocean claps his hands ! The mighty Dead * David Ilartley . Rise to new life ,
whoe'er from earliest time † Rev. Chap . iv . v . 2 and 3 .-- And immediately I was
in ...
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GEORGE COLERIDGE OF OTTERY ST . MARY , DEVON . WITH SOME POEMS .
Nor dost not thou sometimes recall those hours , Notus in fratres animi paterni .
When with the joy of hope thou gavest thine ear Hor . Carm . lib . i . 2 . To my wild
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GEORGE COLERIDGE OF OTTERY ST . MARY , DEVON . WITH SOME POEMS .
Nor dost not thou sometimes recall those hours , Notus in fratres animi paterni .
When with the joy of hope thou gavest thine ear Hor . Carm . lib . i . 2 . To my wild
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If it were possible I could feel more , And toil to blast his honor ? I am old , Even
though the dearest inmates of our household A comfortless old man ! Were doom'
d to suffer them . That such things areO Grief ! to hear .Vide Appendix , Note 2 .
If it were possible I could feel more , And toil to blast his honor ? I am old , Even
though the dearest inmates of our household A comfortless old man ! Were doom'
d to suffer them . That such things areO Grief ! to hear .Vide Appendix , Note 2 .
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210 ページ - I bear light shades for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again 1 dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
212 ページ - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground ! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow The world should listen then — as I am listening now.
62 ページ - But soon there breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made ; Its path was not upon the sea In ripple or in shade.
211 ページ - I hang like a roof, The mountains its columns be. The triumphal arch through which I march With hurricane, fire, and snow, When the powers of the air are chained to my chair, Is the million-coloured bow; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below.
65 ページ - There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
211 ページ - That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer...
205 ページ - So sweet, the sense faints picturing them ! Thou For whose path the Atlantic's level powers Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear The sapless foliage of the ocean, know Thy voice, and suddenly grow gray with fear, And tremble and despoil themselves...
205 ページ - ODE TO THE WEST WIND O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the spring shall blow...
212 ページ - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be; Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee; Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
211 ページ - Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea...