Aeolian Harp, The (Samuel Taylor Coleridge Poems)
My pensive SARA ! thy soft cheek reclinedThus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it isTo sit beside our Cot, ...
My pensive SARA ! thy soft cheek reclinedThus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it isTo sit beside our Cot, ...
This is now--this was erst,Proposition the first--and Problem the first.I.On a given finite LineWhich must no way incline;To describe an ...
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones ofFrost, through the absence of objects to ...
Where graced with many a classic spoilCam rolls his reverend stream along,I haste to urge the learned toilThat sternly chides ...
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay,God grant me grace my prayers to say:O God! preserve my mother dearIn ...
To meet, to know, to love--and then to part,Is the sad tale of many a human heart.(Samuel Taylor Coleridge)
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