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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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Human Life

... Go, weigh thy dreams, and be thy hopes, thy fears, ...

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To The River Otter

... Gleamed through thy bright transparence! On my way, ...

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The Nightingale

... Their bright, bright eyes, their eyes both bright and full, ...

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Time, Real And Imaginary

... Their pinions, ostrich-like, for sails out-spread, ...

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The Lime-tree Bower my Prison [Addressed to Charles Lamb, o

... and I watch'd Some broad and sunny leaf, and lov'd to see ...

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To William Wordsworth

... In the same coffin, for the self-same grave !That way no more ! and ill beseems it me, ...

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Duty Surviving Self-Love

... While, and on whom, thou may'st--shine on ! nor heed ...

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To The Rev. George Coleridge

... Send their loose blossoms slanting o'er our heads!Nor dost not thou sometimes recall those hours, ...

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Sonnet

... To the River OtterDear native Brook! wild Streamlet of the West! ...

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Zapolya

... -----------------------Hunting Song(Act IV, Scene II, lines 56-71)Up, up ! ye dames, ye lasses gay ! ...

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From 'Religious Musings'

... But ’tis God Diffused through all, that doth make all one whole ...

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The Improvisatore

... er the disappointment !(Then, after a pause of a few minutes),-------------------------------------- ...

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Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O'Kellyn?

... A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice !A damsel with a dulcimer ...

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Lines

... (Mid which the May-thorn blends its blossoms white) ...

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The Blossing Of The Solitary Date-Tree

... ov'd, who loveth me the best,is for the heart, what the supporting air from within is for the hollow ...