From a letter from STC to Wordsworth after writing The Nightingale: In stale blank verse a subject stale I send per post my Nightingale;…
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- Poetry
- Arch (1798)
- Arch (1800)
- Biographia Literaria (1907)
- Christabel: Kubla Khan, a Vision; The Pains of Sleep (1816)
- Fears in Solitude (1798)
- Lyrical Ballads, with a few Other Poems (1798)
- Poems (1803)
- Poems on Various Subjects (1796)
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge, The Oxford Authors (1985)
- Selections from the Sybilline Leaves of S. T. Coleridge (1827)
- Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems (1817)
- Sonnets from various authors (1796)
- The Collected Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1969)
- The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1912)
- The Devil’s Walk: A Poem (1830)
- The Literary Remains in Prose and Verse of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1839)
- The Poetical Works of S. T. Coleridge (1828)
- Prose
- A Moral and Political Lecture (1795)
- Aids to Reflection in the Formation of a Manly Character (1825)
- Biographia Literaria, or Biographical Sketches of my Literary Life and Opinions (1817)
- Collected Letters of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1973)
- Conciones ad Populum, or Addresses to the People (1795)
- Confessions of an Inquiring Spirit (1841)
- Essays on His Own Times; forming a second series of “The Friend,” (1850)
- Hints towards the Formation of a more Comprehensive Theory of Life (1848)
- On the Constitution of Church and State (1830)
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Selected Letters (1987)
- Seven Lectures upon Shakespeare and Milton (1856)
- Specimens of the Table Talk of the late Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1835)
- The Friend: A Literary, Moral, and Political Weekly Paper (1810)
- The Friend; A Series of Essays (1812)
- The Letters of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1895)
- The Notebooks of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1957)
- The Philosophical Lectures of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1949)
- The Plot Discovered, or an Address to the People Against Ministerial Treason (1795)
- The Statesman’s Manual, or The Bible the Best Guide to Political Skill and Foresight: A Lay Sermon (1816)
- Unpublished Letters of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1932)
- Zapolya: A Christmas Tale (1817)
- Drama
- Remorse, A Tragedy, in Five Acts (1813)
- The Fall of Robespierre. An Historic Drama (1794)
- Periodicals
- The Watchman: A Periodical Publication (1796)
Samuel Taylor Coleridge şiirleri
Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain;…
Where graced with many a classic spoil Cam rolls his reverend stream along, I haste to urge the learned toil That sternly chides my love-lorn song:…
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, God grant me grace my prayers to say: O God! preserve my mother dear In strength and health for many a year;…
I. The shepherds went their hasty way, And found the lowly stable-shed Where the Virgin-Mother lay:…
To meet, to know, to love--and then to part, Is the sad tale of many a human heart.
My eyes make pictures when they're shut:-- I see a fountain large and fair, A Willow and a ruined Hut, And thee, and me, and Mary there.…
Hence that fantastic wantonness of woe, O Youth to partial Fortune vainly dear! To plunder'd Want's half-shelter'd hovel go, Go, and some hunger-bitten infant hear…
My pensive SARA ! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is To sit beside our Cot, our Cot o'ergrown With white-flower'd Jasmin, and the broad-leav'd Myrt…
This is now--this was erst, Proposition the first--and Problem the first. I.…
Do you ask what the birds say? The sparrow, the dove, The linnet, and thrush say, 'I love and I love!' In the winter they're silent, the wind is so strong; What it says I don't kno…
The poet in his lone yet genial hour Gives to his eyes a magnifying power : Or rather he emancipates his eyes From the black shapeless accidents of size--…
Now as Heaven is my Lot, they're the Pests of the Nation! Wherever they can come With clankum and blankum 'Tis all Botheration, & Hell & Damnation,…
As some vast Tropic tree, itself a wood, That crests its Head with clouds, beneath the flood Feeds its deep roots, and with the bulging flank Of its wide base controls the fronting…
'Tis true, Idoloclastes Satyrane ! (So call him, for so mingling blame with praise, And smiles with anxious looks, his earliest friends, Masking his birth-name, wont to character…
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