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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 Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and Verse

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 546 pagina’s
...with holy dread, For he on honeynlew hath fed And drank the milk of Paradise. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. EKE d been humblu Trust mine eye-lide close, With reverential resignation, No wish conceived, no thought express'd...
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The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside

Leigh Hunt - 1845
...gentlemen, we shall indulge ourselves in extracting the whole of it. It is entitled the Paiiis 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...
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The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside

Leigh Hunt - 1845
...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 Indicator: A Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside, Volume 2

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 495 pagina’s
...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 Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 504 pagina’s
...was calm, And told her love with virgin pride ; And so I won my Genevieve, THE PAINS OF SLEEP. ERE on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use...reverential resignation, No wish conceived, no thought express'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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The poetical and dramatic works of S.T. Coleridge 3 vols, Volume 1

Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847
...with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise. THE PAINS OP SLEEP. ERE on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use...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 Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: complete in one volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 607 pagina’s
...hath fed \And drank the milk of Paradise. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. EĞE on my bed my limbs I lay, II Imth not been my use to pray With moving lips or bended...mine eye-lids close, With reverential resignation, \o wish conceived, no thought express'd! Only a .ĞmĞ' of supplication, A sense oVr all my soul imprest...
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The Poems of S.T. Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 372 pagina’s
...And drunk the milk of Paradise. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. ERE on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been mv use to pray With moving lips or bended knees ; But...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 Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1849 - 546 pagina’s
...honey-dew hath fed And drank the milk of Paradise. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. Eu on my bed my limbs 1 lay, ll halb not been my use to pray With moving lips or bended knees ; But ğlently. by slow degrees, My spin! I to Love compose, In humble Trust mine eye-lids close, ^uh reverential...
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Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from ..., Volume 1

John Aikin - 1850 - 760 pagina’s
...with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank the milk of Paradise. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. ERE on qZ, j But silently, by slow degrees, My spirit I to love compose, In humble trust mine eyelids close. With...
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