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" ERE on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips or bended knees ; But silently, by slow degrees, My spirit I to Love compose, In humble trust mine eyelids close, With reverential resignation, No wish conceived, no thought... "
Christabel: Kubla Khan, a Vision ; The Pains of Sleep - Pagina 61
door Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1816 - 64 pagina’s
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The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge, Volume 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1834 - 331 pagina’s
...on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise. 270 SIBTLLIXe IZATZS. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. KKE on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips or bended knees ; But itilently, hy slow degrees, My Hpirit I to Love compose, In humble trust mine eye-lids close, With...
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The Southern literary messenger, Volumes 28-29

1859
...sentiment is blended with the act of repose : Coleridge very naturally expressses the habitude: "Ere on my bed my limbs I lay It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips or bonded knees ; But silently, by slow degrees, My spirit I to Love compose, In humble trust my eyelids...
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The Poetical Works of S. T. Coleridge, Volume 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1835 - 331 pagina’s
...on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. ERE on my bed my limbs 1 lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips...reverential resignation, No wish conceived, no thought exprest, Only a sense of supplication ; A sense o'er all my soul imprest That I am weak, yet not unblest,...
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The Indicator and the Companion: A Miscellany for the Fields and ..., Volume 2

Leigh Hunt - 1835
...gentlemen, we shall indulge ourselves in extracting the whole of it. It is entitled the Pains of Sleep. Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips on bended knees; But silently, by slow degrees, My spirit I to love compose, In humble trust mine eye-lids...
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The Western Messenger, Volume 1

James Freeman Clarke, William Henry Channing, James Handasyd Perkins - 1836
...Coleridge who says — lieiorc myself to sleep I lay, It has not been my wont to pray, With folded arms, or bended knees, But silently, by slow degrees, My spirit I to rest compose. I was already falling asleep, when I was aroused by confused sounds from the cabin. Although...
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The Church of England quarterly review, Volume 2

1837
...silent prayer, is evident from his poem called " The Pains of Sleep," which thus commences — " Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use...silently, by slow degrees, My spirit I to love compose, In bumble trust mine eyelids close, With reverential resignation ; No wish conceived, no thought expressed,...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 603 pagina’s
...with holy dread. For he on honey-dew hath fed And drank the milk of Paradise. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. ERX on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips or bended knees ; Bat silently, by slow degrees, My ppirit 1 to Love compose, In bumble Trust mine eye-lidi close,...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 546 pagina’s
...with holy dread. For he on honey-dew hath fed And drank the milk of Paradise, THE PAINS OF SLEEP. Ke r of the two. I have only to add that the metre of the Christabel is tips or bended knees ; But lilenlly, by slow degrees, My spirit I to Love compose, In humble Trust...
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Essays

Leigh Hunt - 1841 - 79 pagina’s
...gentlemen, we shall indulgo ourselves in extracting the whole of it. It is entitled the Pains of Sleep. Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips on bended knees; But silently, by slow degrees, My spirit I to love compose, In humble trust mine eye-lids...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 pagina’s
...pride ; And so I won my Genevieve, My bright and beauteous bride. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. ERE on my bed iny limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With...reverential resignation, No wish conceived, no thought eipress'd, Only a sense of supplication ; A sense o'er all my soul impress'd That I am weak, yet not...
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