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A Poem by Samuel T. Coleridge: Dungeon, The

Dungeon, The [from his play Osorio, later called Remorse] Song (Act V, scene i) And this place our forefathers made for man ! This is the process of our Love and Wisdom, To each poor brother who offends against us– …

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A Poem by Samuel T. Coleridge: Despair

Despair I have experienc’d The worst, the World can wreak on me–the worst That can make Life indifferent, yet disturb With whisper’d Discontents the dying prayer– I have beheld the whole of all, wherein My Heart had any interest in …

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A Poem by Samuel T. Coleridge: Desire

Desire Where true Love burns Desire is Love’s pure flame; It is the reflex of our earthly frame, That takes its meaning from the nobler part, And but translates the language of the heart.   Samuel T. Coleridge Samuel Taylor …

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A Poem by Samuel T. Coleridge: Dejection: An Ode

Dejection: An Ode Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon, With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear, I fear, My Master dear ! We shall have a deadly storm. Ballad of Sir Patrick Spence ————————————— …

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A Poem by Samuel T. Coleridge: Cologne

Cologne In Köhln, a town of monks and bones, And pavements fang’d with murderous stones And rags, and hags, and hideous wenches ; I counted two and seventy stenches, All well defined, and several stinks ! Ye Nymphs that reign …

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A Poem by Samuel T. Coleridge: Brockley Coomb

Brockley Coomb Lines composed while climbing the left ascent of Brockley Coomb, May 1795 With many a pause and oft reverted eye I climb the Coomb’s ascent: sweet songsters near Warble in shade their wild-wood melody: Far off the unvarying …

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A Poem by Samuel T. Coleridge: The Keepsake

The Keepsake The tedded hay, the first-fruits of the soil, The tedded hay and corn-sheaves in one field, Show summer gone, ere come. The foxglove tall Sheds its loose purple bells, or in the gust, Or when it bends beneath …

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