The Project Gutenberg eBook of The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1 of 2), by Samuel Taylor Coleridge.

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A bird, who for his other sins	451
A blesséd lot hath he, who having passed	173
A green and silent spot, amid the hills	256
'A heavy wit shall hang at every lord'	973
A joke (cries Jack) without a sting	961
A little further, O my father	288
A long deep lane	992
A lovely form there sate beside my bed	484
A low dead Thunder mutter'd thro' the night	1005
A Lutheran stout, I hold for Goose-and-Gaundry	975
A maniac in the woods	993
A mount, not wearisome and bare and steep	155
A poor benighted Pedlar knock'd	967
A sumptuous and magnificent Revenge	1000
A sunny shaft did I behold	426, 919
A sworded man whose trade is blood	397
A wind that with Aurora hath abiding	1011
Ah! cease thy tears and sobs, my little Life	91
Ah! not by Cam or Isis, famous streams	424
All are not born to soar—and ah! how few	26
All look and likeness caught from earth	393
All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair	447, 1111
All thoughts, all passions, all delights	330
Almost awake? Why, what is this, and whence	211
An evil spirit's on thee, friend! of late!	964
An excellent adage commands that we should	971
An Ox, long fed with musty hay	299
And arrows steeled with wrath	994
And cauldrons the scoop'd earth, a boiling sea	989
And in Life's noisiest hour	1002
And my heart mantles in its own delight	1002
And Pity's sigh shall answer thy tale of Anguish	990
And re-implace God's Image of the Soul	994
And this place our forefathers made for man	185
And this reft house is that the which he built	211
And with my whole heart sing the stately song	994
And write Impromptus	989
Are there two things, of all which men possess	361
As Dick and I at Charing Cross were walking	960
As I am a Rhymer	477
As late each flower that sweetest blows	45
As late I journey'd o'er the extensive plain	11
As late I lay in Slumber's shadowy vale	80
As late, in wreaths, gay flowers I bound	33
As late on Skiddaw's mount I lay supine	350
As long as ere the life-blood's running	961
As oft mine eye with careless glance	104
As some vast Tropic tree, itself a wood	1001
As the shy hind, the soft-eyed gentle Brute	1013
As the tir'd savage, who his drowsy frame	1023
As when a child on some long Winter's night	85
As when far off the warbled strains are heard	82
As when the new or full Moon urges	1005
At midnight by the stream I roved	253
Auspicious Reverence! Hush all meaner song	131, 1024
Away, those cloudy looks, that labouring sigh	90

Be proud as Spaniards! Leap for pride ye Fleas!	980
'Be, rather than be called, a child of God'	312
Behind the thin Grey cloud	992
Behold yon row of pines, that shorn and bow'd	1006
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun	396
Beneath this stone does William Hazlitt lie	962
Beneath this thorn when I was young	269
Beneath yon birch with silver bark	293
Benign shooting stars, ecstatic delight	1015
Bob now resolves on marriage schemes to trample	953
Bright cloud of reverence, sufferably bright	998
Britannia's boast, her glory and her pride	970
Britons! when last ye met, with distant streak	150
Broad-breasted Pollards, with broad-branching heads	992
Broad-breasted rook-hanging cliff that glasses	988
By many a booby's vengeance bit	953

Charles, grave or merry, at no lie would stick	964
Charles! my slow heart was only sad, when first	154
Child of my muse! in Barbour's gentle hand	483
Come, come thou bleak December wind	1001
Come hither, gently rowing	311
Come; your opinion of my manuscript	967
Cupid, if storying Legends tell aright	46

Dear Charles! whilst yet thou wert a babe, I ween	158
Dear native Brook! wild Streamlet of the West	48
Dear tho' unseen! tho' I have left behind	468
Deep in the gulph of Vice and Woe	12
Depart in joy from this world's noise and strife	177
Didst thou think less of thy dear self	965
Dim Hour! that sleep'st on pillowing clouds afar	96
Discontent mild as an infant	991
Do call, dear Jess, whene'er my way you come	962
Do you ask what the birds say? The Sparrow, the Dove	386
Dormi, Jesu! Mater ridet	417
Due to the Staggerers, that made drunk by Power	989

Each Bond-street buck conceits, unhappy elf	968
Each crime that once estranges from the virtues	1011
Earth! thou mother of numberless children, the nurse and the mother	327
Edmund! thy grave with aching eye I scan	76
Encinctured with a twine of leaves	287
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay (1803)	389
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay (1806)	401
Ere Sin could blight or Sorrow fade	68
Ere the birth of my life, if I wished it or no	419
Eu! Dei vices gerens, ipse Divus	981

Farewell, parental scenes! a sad farewell	29
Farewell, sweet Love! yet blame you not my truth	402
Fear no more, thou timid Flower	356
'Fie, Mr. Coleridge!—and can this be you?	441
Flowers are lovely, Love is flower-like	1085, 1086
Fond, peevish, wedded pair! why all this rant?	984
For ever in the world of Fame	1013
Frail creatures are we all! To be the best	486
Friend, Lover, Husband, Sister, Brother	392
Friend of the wise! and Teacher of the Good	403
Friend pure of heart and fervent! we have learnt	1008
Friends should be weigh'd, not told; who boasts to have won	963
From his brimstone bed at break of day	319
From me, Aurelia! you desired	966
From Rufa's eye sly Cupid shot his dart	952
From yonder tomb of recent date	955

Gently I took that which ungently came	488
Γνῶθι σεαυτόν!—and is this the prime	487
Go little Pipe! for ever I must leave thee	1016
God be with thee, gladsome Ocean	359
Gōd ĭs oŭr Strēngth ănd oŭr Rēfŭge	326
God no distance knows	989
God's child in Christ adopted,—Christ my all	490
God's Image, Sister of the Cherubim	994
Good Candle, thou that with thy brother, Fire	969
Good verse most good, and bad verse then seems better	96
Grant me a Patron, gracious Heaven! whene'er	995
Great goddesses are they to lazy folks	1008

Hail! festal Easter that dost bring	1
Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star	376, 1074
He too has flitted from his secret nest	457
Hear, my belovéd, an old Milesian story	307
Hear, sweet Spirit, hear the spell	420, 552, 849
Heard'st thou yon universal cry	10
Hence, soul-dissolving Harmony	28
Hence that fantastic wantonness of woe	157
Hence! thou fiend of gloomy sway	34
Her attachment may differ from yours in degree	484
Here's Jem's first copy of nonsense verses	983
Here lies a Poet; or what once was he	1089
Here lies the Devil—ask no other name	964
Here sleeps at length, poor Col., and without screaming	970
High o'er the rocks at night I rov'd	1050, 1051
High o'er the silver rocks I rov'd	1049
Hippona lets no silly flush	955
His native accents to her stranger's ear	1011
His own fair countenance, his kingly forehead	1005
Hoarse Maevius reads his hobbling verse	955
How long will ye round me be swelling	39
How seldom, friend! a good great man inherits	381
'How sweet, when crimson colours dart	353
How warm this woodland wild Recess	409
Hush! ye clamorous Cares! be mute	92

I ask'd my fair one happy day	318
I fancy whenever I spy Nosy	953
I from the influence of thy Looks receive	999
I have experienced the worst the world can wreak on me	1004
I have heard of reasons manifold	418
I heard a voice from Etna's side	347
I heard a voice pealing loud triumph to-day	1014
I hold of all our viperous race	959
I know it is dark; and though I have lain	382
I know 'tis but a dream, yet feel more anguish	998
I love, and he loves me again	1118
I mix in life, and labour to seem free	292
I never saw the man whom you describe	182
I note the moods and feelings men betray	448
I sigh, fair injur'd stranger! for thy fate	152
I stand alone, nor tho' my heart should break	1010
I stood on Brocken's sovran height, and saw	315
I too a sister had! too cruel Death	21
I touch this scar upon my skull behind	984
I wish on earth to sing	1017
I yet remain To mourn	1124
If dead, we cease to be; if total gloom	425
If fair by Nature	1012
If I had but two little wings	313
If Love be dead	475
If Pegasus will let thee only ride him	21
If the guilt of all lying consists in deceit	954
If thou wert here, these tears were tears of light	386
If while my passion I impart	58
Imagination, honourable aims	396
Imagination, Mistress of my Love	49
In a cave in the mountains of Cashmeer	993
In darkness I remain'd—the neighbour's clock	990
In Köhln, a town of monks and bones	477
In many ways does the full heart reveal	462
In Spain, that land of Monks and Apes	974
In the corner one	1012
In the hexameter rises the fountain's silvery column	308
In this world we dwell among the tombs	991
In vain I praise thee, Zoilus	966
In vain I supplicate the Powers above	1087
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan	297
It is an ancient Mariner	187
It is an ancyent Marinere	1030
It may indeed be phantasy, when I	429
It was some Spirit, Sheridan! that breath'd	87
Its balmy lips the infant blest	417

Jack drinks fine wines, wears modish clothing	958
Jack finding gold left a rope on the ground	971
Jack Snipe	982
Jem writes his verses with more speed	956
Julia was blest with beauty, wit, and grace	6

Kayser! to whom, as to a second self	490
Know thou who walk'st by, Man! that wrapp'd up in lead, man	961
Know'st thou the land where the pale citrons grow	311

Lady, to Death we're doom'd, our crime the same	392
Last Monday all the Papers said	956
Leanness, disquietude, and secret Pangs	990
Lest after this life it should prove my sad story	1090
Let clumps of earth, however glorified	1008
Let Eagle bid the Tortoise sunward soar	1001
Let those whose low delights to Earth are given	427
Light cargoes waft of modulated Sound	988
Like a lone Arab, old and blind	488
Like a mighty Giantess	991
Little Miss Fanny	987
Lo! through the dusky silence of the groves	33
Lov'd the same Love, and hated the same hate	994
Lovely gems of radiance meek	17
Low was our pretty Cot! our tallest Rose	106
Lunatic Witch-fires! Ghosts of Light and Motion!	979

Maid of my Love, sweet Genevieve	19
Maid of unboastful charms! whom white-robed Truth	66
Maiden, that with sullen brow	171
Mark this holy chapel well	309
Matilda! I have heard a sweet tune played	374
Mild Splendour of the various-vested Night	5
Money, I've heard a wise man say	972
Most candid critic, what if I	962
Mourn, Israel! Sons of Israel, mourn	433
Much on my early youth I love to dwell	64
My dearest Dawtie	984
My eyes make pictures, when they are shut	385
My father confessor is strict and holy	969
My heart has thanked thee, Bowles! for those soft strains	84, 85
My heart seraglios a whole host of Joys	990
My Lesbia, let us love and live	60
My Lord! though your Lordship repel deviation	341
My Maker! of thy power the trace	423
My Merry men all, that drink with glee	979
My pensive Sara! thy soft cheek reclined	100, 1021
Myrtle-leaf that, ill besped	172

Names do not always meet with Love	997
Nature wrote Rascal on his face	991
Nay, dearest Anna! why so grave?	418
Near the lone pile with ivy overspread	69
Never, believe me	310
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day	264
No cold shall thee benumb	1015
No doleful faces here, no sighing	954
No more my visionary soul shall dwell	68
No more 'twixt conscience staggering and the Pope	460
No mortal spirit yet had clomb so high	1004
No private grudge they need, no personal spite	972
Nor cold, nor stern, my soul! yet I detest	824
Nor travels my meandering eye	97
Not always should the Tear's ambrosial dew	83
Not hers To win the sense by words of rhetoric	1007
Not, Stanhope! with the Patriot's doubtful name	89
Nothing speaks our mind so well	975
Now! It is gone—our brief hours travel post	974
Now prompts the Muse poetic lays	13

O ——! O ——! of you we complain	977
O beauty in a beauteous body dight	999
O! Christmas Day, Oh! happy day!	460
O fair is Love's first hope to gentle mind	443
O form'd t'illume a sunless world forlorn	86
O Friend! O Teacher! God's great Gift to me	1081
O! I do love thee, meek Simplicity	210
O! it is pleasant, with a heart at ease	435
O leave the Lily on its stem	1053
O man! thou half-dead Angel!	994
O meek attendant of Sol's setting blaze	16
O mercy, O me, miserable man	1005
O Muse who sangest late another's pain	18
O Peace, that on a lilied bank dost love	94
O! Superstition is the giant shadow	1007
O th' Oppressive, irksome weight	1000
O thou wild Fancy, check thy wing! No more	51
O thron'd in Heav'n! Sole King of kings	438
O what a loud and fearful shriek was there	82
O what a wonder seems the fear of death	125
O would the Baptist come again	959
O'er the raised earth the gales of evening sigh	996
O'er wayward childhood would'st thou hold firm rule	481
O'erhung with yew, midway the Muses mount	1003
Of him that in this gorgeous tomb doth lie	961
Of late, in one of those most weary hours	478
Of one scrap of science I've evidence ocular	985
Of smart pretty Fellows in Bristol are numbers, some	952
Oft o'er my brain does that strange fancy roll	153
Oft, oft methinks, the while with thee	388
Oh! might my ill-past hours return again	7
Oh! the procrastinating idle rogue	817
Old age, 'the shape and messenger of Death'	989
Old Harpy jeers at castles in the air	965
On nothing, Fanny, shall I write?	973
On stern Blencartha's perilous height	347
On the broad mountain-top	992
On the sky with liquid openings of Blue	1109
On the tenth day of September	1084
On the wide level of a mountain's head	419
On wide or narrow scale shall Man	30
Or Wren or Linnet	1002
Once again, sweet Willow, wave thee	1018
Once could the Morn's first beams, the healthful breeze	17
Once more! sweet Stream! with slow foot wandering near	58
One kiss, dear Maid! I said and sigh'd	63
Oppress'd, confused, with grief and pain	436
Our English poets, bad and good, agree	968
Outmalic'd Calumny's imposthum'd Tongue	989
Over the broad, the shallow, rapid stream	998

Pains ventral, subventral	985
Pale Roamer through the night! thou poor Forlorn	71
Parry seeks the Polar ridge	972
Pass under Jack's window at twelve at night	963
Pensive at eve on the hard world I mus'd	209
Perish warmth	989
Phidias changed marble into feet and legs	984
Pity! mourn in plaintive tone	61
Plucking flowers from the Galaxy	978
Pluto commanded death to take away	957
Poor little Foal of an oppressed race	74
Promptress of unnumber'd sighs	55

Quae linquam, aut nihil, aut nihili, aut vix sunt mea. Sordes	462
Quoth Dick to me, as once at College	414

Repeating Such verse as Bowles	977
Resembles life what once was deem'd of light	394
Richer than Miser o'er his countless hoards	57
Rush on my ear, a cataract of sound	990

Sad lot, to have no Hope! Though lowly kneeling	416
Said William to Edmund I can't guess the reason	951
Say what you will, Ingenious Youth	954
Scarce any scandal, but has a handle	965
Schiller! that hour I would have wish'd to die	72
Sea-ward, white gleaming thro' the busy scud	997
Semper Elisa! mihi tu suaveolentia donas	1010
Seraphs! around th' Eternal's seat who throng	5
She gave with joy her virgin breast	306
'She's secret as the grave, allow!'	971
Since all that beat about in Nature's range	455
Sing, impassionate Soul! of Mohammed the complicate story	1016
Sister of love-lorn Poets, Philomel	93
Sisters! sisters! who sent you here?	237
Sleep, sweet babe! my cares beguiling	417
Sly Beelzebub took all occasions	957
Smooth, shining, and deceitful as thin Ice	990
So great the charms of Mrs. Mundy	976
So Mr. Baker heart did pluck	973
Sole maid, associate sole, to me beyond	1004
Sole Positive of Night	431
Some are home-sick—some two or three	443
Some, Thelwall! to the Patriot's meed aspire	1090
Some whim or fancy pleases every eye	970
Songs of Shepherds and rustical Roundelays	1018
Southey! thy melodies steal o'er mine ear	87
Speak out, Sir! you're safe, for so ruddy your nose	958
Spirit who sweepest the wild Harp of Time	160
Splendour's fondly-fostered child	335
Stanhope! I hail, with ardent Hymn, thy name	89
Stop, Christian passer-by!—Stop, child of God	491, 1088
Stranger! whose eyes a look of pity shew	248
Stretch'd on a moulder'd Abbey's broadest wall	73
Strong spirit-bidding sounds	399
Strongly it bears us along in swelling and limitless billows	307
Such fierce vivacity as fires the eye	991
Such love as mourning Husbands have	998
Swans sing before they die—'twere no bad thing	960
Sweet flower! that peeping from thy russet stem	148
Sweet Gift! and always doth Elisa send	1009
Sweet Mercy! how my very heart has bled	93
Sweet Muse! companion of my every hour	16

Tell me, on what holy ground	71, 501
Terrible and loud	991
That darling of the Tragic Muse	67
That France has put us oft to rout	968
That Jealousy may rule a mind	484
The angel's like a flea	1009
The body, Eternal Shadow of the finite Soul	1001
The Brook runs over sea-weeds	992
The builder left one narrow rent	1003
The butterfly the ancient Grecians made	412
The cloud doth gather, the greenwood roar	653
The Devil believes that the Lord will come	353
The dubious light sad glimmers o'er the sky	36
The dust flies smothering, as on clatt'ring wheel	56
The early Year's fast-flying vapours stray	148
The fervid Sun had more than halv'd the day	24
The Fox, and Statesman subtile wiles ensure	1089
The Frost performs its secret ministry	240
The grapes upon the Vicar's wall	276
The guilty pomp, consuming while it flares	990
The hour-bell sounds, and I must go	61
The indignant Bard composed this furious ode	27
The mild despairing of a Heart resigned	991
The Moon, how definite its orb	997
The piteous sobs that choke the Virgin's breath	155
The Pleasures sport beneath the thatch	997
The poet in his lone yet genial hour	345
The reed roof'd village still bepatch'd with snow	1002
The rose that blushes like the morn	973
The shepherds went their hasty way	338
The silence of a City, how awful at Midnight	999
The singing Kettle and the purring Cat	1003
The sole true Something—This! In Limbo's Den	429
The solemn-breathing air is ended	59
The spruce and limber yellow-hammer	1002
The stars that wont to start, as on a chace	486
The stream with languid murmur creeps	38
The subtle snow	993
The Sun (for now his orb 'gan slowly sink)	990
'The Sun is not yet risen	469
The Sun with gentle beams his rage disguises	1010
The sunshine lies on the cottage-wall	993
The swallows Interweaving there	992
The tear which mourn'd a brother's fate scarce dry	20
The tedded hay, the first fruits of the soil	345
The tongue can't speak when the mouth is cramm'd with earth	994
Then Jerome did call	1019
There are, I am told, who sharply criticise	816
There are two births, the one when Light	362
There comes from old Avaro's grave	954
There in some darksome shade	1018
Thicker than rain-drops on November thorn	1010
This be the meed, that thy song creates a thousand-fold echo	391
This day among the faithful plac'd	176
This, Hannah Scollock! may have been the case	981
This is now—this was erst	22
This is the time, when most divine to hear	108
This Sycamore, oft musical with bees	381
This way or that, ye Powers above me	974
This yearning heart (Love! witness what I say)	362
Thou bleedest, my poor Heart! and thy distress	72
Thou gentle Look, that didst my soul beguile	47
Thou who in youthful vigour rich, and light	349
Though friendships differ endless in degree	1012
Tho' Miss ——'s match is a subject of mirth	952
Tho' much averse, dear Jack, to flicker	37
Tho' no bold flights to thee belong	9
Though rous'd by that dark Vizir Riot rude	81
Though veiled in spires of myrtle-wreath	450
Three truths should make thee often think and pause	966
Through weeds and thorns, and matted underwood	369
Thus far my scanty brain hath built the rhyme	78
Thus she said, and all around	1015
Thy babes ne'er greet thee with the father's name	960
Thy lap-dog, Rufa, is a dainty beast	960
Thy smiles I note, sweet early Flower	149
Thy stern and sullen eye, and thy dark brow	994
'Tis hard on Bagshot Heath to try	26
'Tis mine and it is likewise yours	997
'Tis not the lily-brow I prize	483
'Tis sweet to him who all the week	314
'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock	215
'Tis true, Idoloclastes Satyrane	413
To be ruled like a Frenchman the Briton is both	953
To know, to esteem, to love,—and then to part	410
To praise men as good, and to take them for such	486
To tempt the dangerous deep, too venturous youth	2
To wed a fool, I really cannot see	963
Tom Hill, who laughs at Cares and Woes	974
Tom Slothful talks, as slothful Tom beseems	967
Tranquillity! thou better name	360
Trōchĕe trīps frŏm long tŏ shōrt	401
Truth I pursued, as Fancy sketch'd the way	1008
'Twas my last waking thought, how it could be	454
'Twas not a mist, nor was it quite a cloud	1000
'Twas sweet to know it only possible	992
Two things hast thou made known to half the nation	964
Two wedded hearts, if ere were such	1003

Unboastful Bard! whose verse concise yet clear	102
Unchanged within, to see all changed without	459
Under the arms of a goodly oak-tree	1048
Under this stone does Walter Harcourt lie	962
Underneath an old oak tree	169
Ungrateful he, who pluck'd thee from thy stalk	70
Unperishing youth	308
Up, up! ye dames, and lasses gay	427
Up, up! ye dames, ye lasses gay	942
Upon the mountain's edge with light touch resting	393
Utter the song, O my soul! the flight and return of Mohammed	329

Verse, a breeze mid blossoms straying	439
Verse, pictures, music, thoughts both grave and gay	482
Verse, that Breeze mid blossoms straying	1085
Virtues and Woes alike too great for man	37
Vivit sed mihi non vivit—nova forte marita	56

Water and windmills, greenness, Islets green	1009
We both attended the same College	955
We pledged our hearts, my love and I	391
Well! If the Bard was weather-wise, who made	362, 1076
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain	178
We've conquer'd us a Peace, like lads true metalled	972
We've fought for Peace, and conquer'd it at last	972
What a spring-tide of Love to dear friends in a shoal	1010
What boots to tell how o'er his grave	1011
What is an Epigram? a dwarfish whole	963
What never is, but only is to be	999
What now, O Man! thou dost or mean'st to do	414
What pleasures shall he ever find	4
What though the chilly wide-mouth'd quacking chorus	476
Whate'er thou giv'st, it still is sweet to me	1010
When British Freedom for an happier land	79
When Hope but made Tranquillity be felt	1004
When Surface talks of other people's worth	969
When the squalls were flitting and fleering	980
When they did greet me father, sudden awe	152
When thieves come, I bark: when gallants, I am still	966
When thou to my true-love com'st	326
When thy Beauty appears	1016
When Youth his faery reign began	62
Whene'er the mist, that stands 'twixt God and thee	487
Where Cam his stealthy flowings most dissembles	988
Where deep in mud Cam rolls his slumbrous stream	35
Where graced with many a classic spoil	29
Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O'Kellyn	432
Where true Love burns Desire is love's pure flame	485
Where'er I find the Good, the True, the Fair	1011
Wherefore art thou come?	989
While my young cheek retains its healthful hues	236
Whilst pale Anxiety, corrosive Care	69
Whom should I choose for my Judge?	1000
Whom the untaught Shepherds call	40
Why is my Love like the Sun?	1109
Why need I say, Louisa dear	252
William, my teacher, my friend	304
Wisdom, Mother of retired Thought	991
With Donne, whose muse on dromedary trots	433
With many a pause and oft reverted eye	94
With many a weary step at length I gain	56
With secret hand heal the conjectur'd wound	988
With skill that never Alchemist yet told	995
Within these circling hollies woodbine-clad	409
Within these wilds was Anna wont to rove	16

Ye Clouds! that far above me float and pause	243
Ye drinkers of Stingo and Nappy so free	978
Ye fowls of ill presage	1017
Ye Gales, that of the Lark's repose	35
Ye harp-controlling hymns	1006
Ye souls unus'd to lofty verse	8
Yes, noble old Warrior! this heart has beat high	317
Yes, yes! that boon, life's richest treat	466
Yet art thou happier far than she	62
Yon row of bleak and visionary pines	1006
You're careful o'er your wealth 'tis true	958
You come from o'er the waters	987
You loved the daughter of Don Manrique?	421
You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within	1002
Your Poem must eternal be	959

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