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Born in October 21, 1772 / Died in July 25, 1834 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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The Sigh

... II. And when, as tossed on waves of woe, ...

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The Night-Scene : A Dramatic Fragment.

... then awaking, Creates a world, and smiling at the bubble, ...

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Sonnet V.

...   And called him Friend, and wept upon his sores! ...

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Song

... We likewise see Love's flashing blade, ...

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Lines Composed In A Concert-Room

...   Breathes in his flute sad airs, so wild and slow, ...

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The Faded Flower

... 'Like thine, sad Flower, was that poor wanderer's pride! ...

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Home-Sick. Written In Germany

...   Thou Breeze that play'st on Albion's shore! ...

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The Ballad Of The Dark Ladie. A Fragment.

... * * * * * "My friends with rude ungentle words ...

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Ode To Georgiana, Duchess Of Devonshire, On The Twenty-Fourth Stanza In Her 'Passage Over Mount Goth

...   With well-strung arm, that first preserved his child, ...

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The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner

... [And ever and anon through out his future life an agony constraineth him to travel from land to land ...

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To A Young Lady. On Her Recovery From A Fever

...   In the place where you were going: ...

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The Hour When We Shall Meet Again

... Dim hour! that sleep'st on pillowing clouds afar, ...

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Reason

... Whene'er the mist, that stands 'twixt God and thee, ...

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A Day Dream

... Shines, and its shadow shines, fit stars for our sweet fountain ...

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Melancholy. A Fragment.

...   And her bent forehead worked with troubled thought ...