The Blossing Of The Solitary Date-Tree (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star In his steep course? So long he seems to pause On thy ...
Of late, in one of those most weary hours, When life seems emptied of all genial powers, A dready ...
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
Now as Heaven is my Lot, they're the Pests of the Nation! Wherever they can come With clankum and blankum ...
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
The sole true Something--This ! In Limbo Den It frightens Ghosts as Ghosts here frighten men-- For skimming in the ...
Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon, With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear, I ...
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips or ...
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
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