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Pagina 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.
Pagina 22 - 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.
Pagina 144 - ... ordinary ; if you expected to see an ordinary woman, you would think her pretty ! but her manners are simple, ardent, impressive. In every motion her most innocent soul outbeams so brightly, that who saw would say — ' Guilt was a thing impossible with her.' Her information various. Her eye watchful in minutest observation of Nature ; and her taste a perfect electrometer.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 483 - Its med'cinable herbs. Yea, oft alone, Piercing the long-neglected holy cave, The haunt obscure of old Philosophy, He bade with lifted torch its starry walls Sparkle, as erst they sparkled to the flame Of odorous Lamps tended by Saint and Sage. O framed for calmer times and nobler hearts ! O studious Poet, eloquent for truth ! Philosopher ! contemning wealth and death, Yet docile, childlike, full of Life and Love...
Pagina 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...
Pagina 19 - We turn with pleasure to the contemplation of that small but glorious band, whom we may truly distinguish by the name of thinking and disinterested patriots. These are the men who have encouraged the sympathetic passions till they have become irresistible habits, and made their duty a necessary part of their self-interest, by the...
Pagina 152 - I have a thorough aversion to his character, and a very moderate admiration of his genius : he is great in so little a way. To be a poet is to be the man, not a petty portion of occasional low passion worked up in a permanent form of humanity. Shakspeare has thrust such rubbishly feelings into a corner, — the dark dusky heart of Don John, in the Much Ado about Nothing.
Pagina 107 - I should not think of devoting less than 20 years to an Epic Poem. Ten to collect materials and warm my mind with universal science. I would be a tolerable Mathematician, I would thoroughly know Mechanics, Hydrostatics, Optics, and Astronomy, Botany, Metallurgy, Fossilism, Chemistry, Geology, Anatomy, Medicine — then the mind of man — then the minds of men — in all Travels, Voyages and Histories. So I would spend ten years — the next five to the composition of the poem — and the five last...