Samuel Coleridge
Samuel Coleridge
Samuel Taylor Coleridgewas an English poet, literary critic and philosopher who, with his friend William Wordsworth, was a founder of the Romantic Movement in England and a member of the Lake Poets. He wrote the poems The Rime of the Ancient Mariner and Kubla Khan, as well as the major prose work Biographia Literaria. His critical work, especially on Shakespeare, was highly influential, and he helped introduce German idealist philosophy to English-speaking culture. Coleridge coined many familiar words and phrases,...
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The most happy marriage I can imagine to myself would be the union of a deaf man to a blind woman.
harbour ship
The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared,/ Merrily did we drop.
rush stars stride
The sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: / At one stride comes the dark.
best words
Prose, words in their best order. Poetry, the best words in the best order.
certainly good house palace poetry
Poetry is certainly something more than good sense, but it must be good sense, just as a palace is more than a house, but it must be a house
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Only the wise possess ideas; the greater part of mankind are possessed by them.
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Life is but thought; so think I will, That youth and I are house mates still
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Let every bookworm, when in any fragrant, scarce, old tome he discovers a sentence, a story, an illustration, that does his heart good, hasten to give it
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Signals, Drums, Guns, Bells, & the sound of Voices weighing up & clearing Anchors ... Monday April 9th, 1804, really set sail ... No health or Happiness without Work.
crawl legs
Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs / Upon the slimy sea.
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Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee,/ Whether the summer clothe the general earth/ With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing / Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch / Of mossy apple tree.
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Whether the eave-drops fall / Heard only in the trances of the blast, / Or if the secret ministry of frost / Shall hang them up in silent icicles, / Quietly shining to the quiet moon.
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I have seen gross intolerance shown in support of tolerance
land power strange
I pass, like night, from land to land; / I have strange power of speech.