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[Coleridge rarely quoted, even his own verses, correctly. Sometimes this arose from mere carelessness, but more often, I think, he acted deliberately. Sometimes he altered the sense of his original, but he never perverted it to the injury of the writer's reputation either for matter or form. Often he expanded and illuminated the passage he manipulated. See Athenæum, Aug. 20, 1892; Art. 'Coleridge's Quotations.'-ED.]


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[The lines (with one variant, still' for 'both in the first line) had been printed by Coleridge, as Motto to the Lay Middle Classes, in 1817; and have often Sermon, addressed to the Higher and been quoted as of his own composition. I thought them Daniel's, but failing to find them in his works, I put a query in Notes and Queries. A correspondent (8th Ser. ii. p. 18) gave the reference to Lord Brooke's Works, in Grosart's Fuller's Worthies Series, ii. 127. [A Treatise of Warres, St. Ixvi.]

'God and the world they worship still together;

Draw not their lawes to Him, but His to theirs ;

Untrue to both, so prosperous in neither; Amid their own desires still raising feares;

Strangers to God, fooles to humanitie.
Unwise, as all distracted powers be;

Too good for great things and too great for good.']


THE recluse hermit ofttimes more doth know

Of the world's inmost wheels, than worldlings can.

As man is of the world, the heart of man
Is an epitome of God's great book
Of creatures, and men need no further


But the last Judgement (this his Jury's

plan) Left to the natural sense of Work-day


Adapted from an elder Poet. Motto to Chapter XIII, of the General Introduction to The Friend, 1818, i. 149.

(See Donne's 'Eclogue, Dec. 26, 1613,' where it is said that the hermit sees more of heaven's glory' than the worldling.- Quoted in The Friend, 1818, i. 192; 1850, i. 147.




BLIND is that soul which from this truth

can swerve, No state stands sure, but on the grounds

of right, MUST there be still some discord mixt Of virtue, knowledge ; judgment to preamong

serve, The harmony of men, whose mood accords

And all the powers of learning requisite ? Best with contention tun'd to notes of Though other shifts a present turn may wrong?

serve, That when War fails, Peace must make Yet in the trial they will weigh too light. war with words,

DANIEL With words unto destruction arm'd more

Motto to Chapter XVI. as above, 1818, i. 190 strong Than ever were our foreign Foemen's swords :

III Making as deep, tho' not yet bleeding O blessed Letters ! that combine in one

wounds ? What War left scarless, Calumny con

All ages past, and make one live with all:

By you do we confer with who are gone, founds.

And the dead-living unto council call ! Truth lies entrapp'd whe

Cunning finds

By you the unborn shall have communion

Of what we feel and what doth us befall. no bar : Since no proportion can there be betwixt Since writings are the veins, the arteries, Our actions which in endless motions are,

And undecaying life - strings of those And ordinances which are always fixt.

hearts, Ten thousand Laws more cannot reach

That still shall pant and still shall exerso far,

cise But Malice goes beyond, or lives com- Their mightiest powers when nature none mixt

imparts, So close with Goodness, that it ever will

The strong constitution of their praise Corrupt, disguise, or counterfeit it still.

Wear out the infection of distemper'd

days. DANIEL'S Musophilus. And therefore would our glorious Alfred,

Motto to Chapter I. of 'The Landing Place' who

in The Friend, 1818, i. 215. Join'd with the King's, the good man's Majesty,

[The first passage is from Daniel's Not leave Law's labyrinth without a Epistle to Sir Thomas Egerton ; the clue

second and third from his Musophilues ; Gave to deep Skill its just authority, but Coleridge has so altered, transposel,

and rewritten all three that they are more



his than Daniel's.
In the first passage

For the grey olive branch change thy nine entire lines are Coleridge's. —Ev.]

green laurels : Hang up thy rusty helmet, that the bee

May have a hive, or spider find a loom! [MILTON]

Instead of doubling drum and thrilling The oppositionists to things as they

fife are,' are divided into many and different Be lull'd in lady's lap with amorous flutes. classes. . . . The misguided men who have But for Napoleon, know, he'll scorn this enlisted under the banners of Liberty,

calm : from no principles or with bad ones : The ruddy planet at his birth bore sway, whether they be those who

Sanguine adust his humour, and wild fire

His ruling element. Rage, revenge, and admire they know not what

cunning And know not whom, but as one leads Make up the temper of this captain's the other :

valor. or whether those

The Friend, 1818, ii. 115. Whose end is private Hate, not help to

[The lines are used as a motto to Freedom,

Essay VI., and are stated to be 'adapted Adverse and turbulent when she would

from an old Play.' But in subsequent lead

editions the reference is withdrawn, and To Virtue.

1795. we may assume that Coleridge, if he [This passage is from the first of the did not create the lines, made them his Conciones ad Populum, lectures delivered

The calm’ was probably the at Bristol, February 1795, and published Peace of Amiens.'—Ev.] there in the same year. Coleridge reprinted the lecture in The Friend (1818, ii. 248 ; 1850, ii. 179). The first quota

[SOUTHWELL] tion is really from Paradise Regained, iii. 50; but the second contains only a few

A Sober Statement of Human Life, or words of Milton, which will be found in

the True Medium two disconnected passages in Samson

A CHANCE may win that by mischance Agonistes-[Woman is to man]

was lost : A cleaving mischief, in his way to virtue The net that holds no great, takes little Adverse and turbulent (Il. 1039-40):

In some things all, in all things none are and

crost; Yet so it may fall out, because their end

Few all they need, but none have all Is hate, not help to me. ED.)

they wish : Unmedled joys here to no man befall ;

Who least, hath some ; who most, hath [? ]

never all ! NAPOLEON

[Although it was by inadvertence that Then we may thank ourselves these lines were printed in the Remains Who spell-bound by the magic name of as Coleridge's, they have been so often Peace

included in his works that I am fain to Dream golden dreams. Go, warlike retain them here as his by adoption. The Briton, go,

title is his. The verses form part of a


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in the Chapel of Jesus College, Cambridge.' The first six lines are taken from W. L. Bowles's Monody on Henry Headley, and although the remaining stanza does not appear in any of the many editions of Bowles's poems I have been able to consult, it probably originally belonged to the same poem.—ED.]


RID of a vexing and a heavy load, Eternal Lord! and from the world set free,

Like a frail Bark, weary I turn to Thee From frightful storms into a quiet road--On much repentance Grace will be bestow'd.

The nails, the thorn, and thy two hands, thy face

Benign, meek, [word illegible] offers grace To sinners whom their sins oppress and


Let not thy justice view, O Light divine! My faults, and keep it from thy sacred ear [A line almost entirely illegible.] Cleanse with thy blood my sins, to this incline

More readily, the more my years require Prompt aid, forgiveness speedy and entire.


[I do not think this is a composition of Coleridge's, but an adaptation of something imperfectly remembered by him. It comes from a note-book.-ED.]

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