Poems of Coleridge
Poems of Coleridge is a collection by Samuel Taylor Coleridge, a key figure in the early 19th-century Romantic movement, published during his lifetime (1772–1834). This anthology includes renowned works such as 'The Rime of the Ancient Mariner' and 'Christabel,' showcasing Coleridge's lyrical talent and exploration of themes like love, nature, and the human condition. The collection features an introduction by Arthur Symons, providing context on Coleridge's relationships and their influence on his poetry, along with a chronological arrangement of his works to illustrate his development as a poet.
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“What if you slept And what if In your sleep You dreamed And what if In your dream You went to heaven And there plucked a strange and beautiful flower And what if When you awoke You had that flower in your hand Ah, what then?””
— Samuel Taylor Coleridge
“In Xanadu did Kubla KhanA stately pleasure-dome decree:Where Alph, the sacred river, ranThrough caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea.””
— Samuel Taylor Coleridge
“To be loved is all I need, And whom I love, I love indeed.””
— Samuel Taylor Coleridge
“IIA grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief, In word, or sigh, or tear”
— Samuel Taylor Coleridge
“But yester-night I prayed aloud In anguish and in agony, Up-starting from the fiendish crowd Of shapes and thoughts that tortured me: A lurid light, a trampling throng, Sense of intolerable wrong, And whom I scorned, those only strong! Thirst of revenge, the powerless will Still baffled, and yet burning still! Desire with loathing strangely mixed On wild or hateful objects fixed. Fantastic passions! maddening brawl! And shame and terror over all! Deeds to be hid which were not hid, Which all confused I could not know Whether I suffered, or I did: For all seemed guilt, remorse or woe, My own or others still the same Life-stifling fear, soul-stifling shame.””
— Samuel Taylor Coleridge
“The frost performs its secret ministry,Unhelped by any wind.””
— Samuel Taylor Coleridge
“All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair”
— Samuel Taylor Coleridge
“Where true Love burns Desire is Love's pure flame;It is the reflex of our earthly frame,That takes its meaning from the nobler part,And but translates the language of the heart.””
— Samuel Taylor Coleridge
“Let It GoIt is this deep blankness is the real thing strange. The more things happen to you the more you can't Tell or remember even what they were.The contradictions cover such a range. The talk would talk and go so far aslant. You don't want madhouse and the whole thing there.””
— Samuel Taylor Coleridge
