Reminiscences of Samuel Taylor Coleridge and Robert SoutheyIndyPublish.com, 1847 - 388 pages |
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Reminiscences of Samuel Taylor Coleridge and Robert Southey Joseph Cottle Affichage du livre entier - 1847 |
Reminiscences of Samuel Taylor Coleridge and Robert Southey Joseph Cottle Affichage du livre entier - 1848 |
Reminiscences of Samuel Taylor Coleridge and Robert Southey Joseph Cottle Affichage du livre entier - 1847 |
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Page 440 - For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my only plan: Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almost grown the habit of my soul.
Page 95 - And they shall pass through it, hardly bestead and hungry: and it shall come to pass, that when they shall be hungry, they shall fret themselves, and curse their king and their God, and look upward.
Page 480 - tis Death itself there dies. EPITAPH. STOP, Christian Passer-by — Stop, child of God, And read with gentle breast. Beneath this sod A poet lies, or that which once seem'd he — O lift one thought in prayer for STC ; That he who many a year with toil of breath Found death in life, may here find life in death ! Mercy for praise — to be forgiven for fame He ask'd, and hoped, through Christ. Do thou the same ! AN ODE TO THE RAIN.
Page 18 - Coleridge, on Revealed Religion, its Corruptions, and its Political Views. These Lectures are intended for two classes of men, Christians and Infidels; to the former, that they may be able to give a reason for the hope that is in them; to the latter, that they may not determine against Christianity, from arguments applicable to its corruptions only.
Page 343 - The common end of all narrative, nay, of all, Poems is to convert a series into a Whole : to make those events, which in real or imagined History move on in a strait Line, assume to our Understandings a circular motion — the snake with it's Tail in it's Mouth.
Page 394 - ... years can give, I now, on the eve of my departure, declare to you (and earnestly pray that you may hereafter live and act on the conviction) that health is a great blessing, — competence obtained by...
Page 336 - EITHER we have an immortal soul, or we have not. If we have not, we are beasts ; the first and wisest of beasts, it may be ; but still true beasts. * We shall only differ in degree, and not in kind ; just as the elephant differs from the slug.
Page 330 - When Jesus therefore perceived that they would come and take him by force, to make him a king, he departed again into a mountain himself alone.
Page 302 - ... to discuss the pamphlets of the day. Ever and anon a pamphlet issued from the pen of Burke. There was no need of having the book before us. Coleridge had read it in the morning ; and in the evening he would repeat whole pages verbatim. Frend's trial was then in progress. Pamphlets swarmed from the press. Coleridge had read them all ; and in the evening, with our negus, we had them viva voce gloriously.
Page 367 - ... would I place myself under Dr. Fox, in his establishment; for my case is a species of madness, only that it is a derangement, an utter impotence of the volition, and not of the intellectual faculties. You bid me rouse myself: go bid a man paralytic in both arms, to rub them briskly together, and that will cure him. ' Alas!' he would reply, ' that I cannot move my arms, is my complaint and my misery.