Poems by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
What if you slept ...
... And there plucked a strange and beautiful flower ...
Ode To Tranquillity
... Thou best the thought canst raise, the heart attune, ...
On The Christening Of A Friend's Child
... Had bloom'd, where bloom'd its parent stud, ...
Sonnet XIV. Composed While Climbing The Left Ascent Of Brockley Coomb, In The County Of Somerset
... (Mid which the May-thorn blends its blossoms white) ...
Epitaph On An Infant.
... That here the pretty babe doth lie, ...
Metrical Feet
... Could you stand upon Skiddaw, you would not from its whole ridge ...
Glycine's Song
... He sank, he rose, he twinkled, he troll'd ...
Imitated From The Welsh
... That thrilling touch would aid the flame ...
To C. Lloyd, On His Proposing To Domesticate With The Author
... Sleeps unsheltered there, scarce wrinkled by the gale! ...
Monody On The Death Of Chatterton
... Watching, with wistful eye, the sadd'ning tints of eve ...
To William Wordsworth. Composed On The Night After His Recitation Of A Poem On The Growth Of An Indi
... And when--O Friend ! my comforter and guide! ...
Sonnet XII. To Mrs. Siddons
... Ev'n such the shiv'ring joys thy tones impart, ...
Epigram
... But you yourself may serve to show it, ...
To A Young Ass
... While sweet around her waves the tempting green!Poor Ass! they master should have learnt to show ...
Fears In Solitude
... Loving the God that made me !--[Image][Image][Image][Image][Image] May my fears, ...
