The Dungeon (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Song (Act V, scene i) And this place our forefathers made for man ...
Song (Act V, scene i) And this place our forefathers made for man ...
My pensive SARA ! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is To sit beside ...
(Composed at Clevedon, Somersetshire) My pensive Sara! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is ...
In a vision of the night I saw them, In the battles of the night. 'Mid the roar and the ...
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
I see around me tombstones grey Stretching their shadows far away. Beneath the turf my footsteps tread Lie low and ...
Matron! the children of whose love, Each to his grave, in youth have passed, And now the mould is heaped ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
And thou wert sad-yet I was not with thee! And thou wert sick, and yet I was not near; Methought ...
SAD thy tale, thou idle page, And rueful thy alarms: Death tears the brother of her love From Isabella's arms. ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
The day returns again, my natal day; What mix'd emotions with the Thought arise! Beloved friend, four years have pass'd ...
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Hark! ah, the nightingale- The tawny-throated! Hark, from that moonlit cedar what a burst! What triumph! hark!-what pain! O wanderer ...
He was the sort of man who wouldn't hurt a fly. Many flies are now alive while he is not. ...
SWEET flow'ret, pledge o' meikle love, And ward o' mony a prayer, What heart o' stane wad thou na move, ...
O SAD and heavy, should I part, But for her sake, sae far awa; Unknowing what my way may thwart, ...
THINE am I, my faithful Fair, Thine, my lovely Nancy; Ev'ry pulse along my veins, Ev'ry roving fancy. To thy ...
1. The voice ended, they saw his pale visage Emerge from the darkness; his hand On the rock of eternity ...
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