John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Samuel Taylor Coleridge. (1772–1834) (continued) |
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| Yes, while I stood and gazed, my temples bare, And shot my being through earth, sea, and air, Possessing all things with intensest love, O Liberty! my spirit felt thee there. |
| France. An Ode. v. |
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| Forth from his dark and lonely hiding-place (Portentous sight!) the owlet Atheism, Sailing on obscene wings athwart the noon, Drops his blue-fring’d lids, and holds them close, And hooting at the glorious sun in heaven Cries out, “Where is it?” |
| Fears in Solitude. |
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| And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin Is pride that apes humility. 1 |
| The Devil’s Thoughts. |
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| All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. |
| Love. |
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| Blest hour! it was a luxury—to be! |
| Reflections on having left a Place of Retirement. |
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| A charm For thee, my gentle-hearted Charles, to whom No sound is dissonant which tells of life. |
| This Lime-tree Bower my Prison. |
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| Hast thou a charm to stay the morning star In his steep course? |
| Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni. |
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| Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines. |
| Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni. |
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| Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! |
| Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni. |
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| Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal frost. |
| Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni. |
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| Earth with her thousand voices praises God. |
| Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni. |
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| Tranquillity! thou better name Than all the family of Fame. |
| Ode to Tranquillity. |
| Note 1. His favourite sin Is pride that apes humility. Robert Southey: The Devil’s Walk. [back] |