The Pains Of Sleep By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

The Pains Of Sleep By Samuel Taylor Coleridge Ere on my bed my limbs I lay,It hath not been my use to prayWith moving lips or bended knees;But silently, by slow degrees,My spirit I to Love compose,In humble trust mine eye-lids close,With reverential resignationNo wish conceived, no thought exprest,Only a sense of supplication;A sense o’er […]

Frost at Midnight By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Frost at Midnight By Samuel Taylor Coleridge The Frost performs its secret ministry,Unhelped by any wind. The owlet’s cryCame loud—and hark, again! loud as before.The inmates of my cottage, all at rest,Have left me to that solitude, which suitsAbstruser musings: save that at my sideMy cradled infant slumbers peacefully.’Tis calm indeed! so calm, that it […]

Work Without Hope By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Work Without Hope By Samuel Taylor Coleridge All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair–The bees are stirring–birds are on the wing–And WINTER slumbering in the open air,Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring !And I, the while, the sole unbusy thing,Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing. Yet well […]

The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner By Samuel Taylor Coleridge Argument How a Ship having passed the Line was driven by storms to the cold Country towards the South Pole; and how from thence she made her course to the tropical Latitude of the Great Pacific Ocean; and of the strange things that befell; and […]

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner By Samuel Taylor Coleridge PART IIt is an ancient Mariner,And he stoppeth one of three.’By thy long grey beard and glittering eye,Now wherefore stopp’st thou me? The Bridegroom’s doors are opened wide,And I am next of kin;The guests are met, the feast is set:May’st hear the merry din.’ He holds him […]

Frost At Midnight By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Frost At Midnight By Samuel Taylor Coleridge The frost performs its secret ministry,Unhelped by any wind. The owlet’s cryCame loud—and hark, again! loud as before.The inmates of my cottage, all at rest,Have left me to that solitude, which suitsAbstruser musings: save that at my sideMy cradled infant slumbers peacefully.‘Tis calm indeed! so calm, that it […]

Kubla Khan By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Kubla Khan By Samuel Taylor Coleridge Or a Vision in a Dream. A Fragment In Xanadu did Kubla KhanA stately pleasure dome decree:Where Alph, the sacred river, ranThrough caverns measureless to man    Down to a sunless sea.So twice five miles of fertile groundWith walls and towers were girdled round:And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,Where […]

The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner By Samuel Taylor Coleridge PART IIt is an ancient Mariner,And he stoppeth one of three.’By thy long grey beard and glittering eye,Now wherefore stopp’st thou me? The Bridegroom’s doors are opened wide,And I am next of kin;The guests are met, the feast is set:May’st hear the merry din.’ He holds him […]