Poeticous Logo
en
English Español Français Italiano
Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Sea

Sea-ward, white gleaming thro’ the busy scud
  With arching Wings, the sea-mew o’er my head
  Posts on, as bent on speed, now passaging
  Edges the stiffer Breeze, now, yielding, drifts,
  Now floats upon the air, and sends from far
  A wildly-wailing Note.

#English #Romanticism

Enjoyed this read? Treat us to a coffee!.
Your help allows us to exist.
Other works by Samuel Taylor Coleridge...
Water Ballad

Come hither, gently rowing, Come, bear me quickly o’er This stream so brightly flowing To yonder woodland shore. But vain were my endeavour
To an Unfortunate Woman at the Theatre

Maiden, that with sullen brow Sitt’st behind those virgins gay, Like a scorched and mildew’d bough… Leafless mid the blooms of May. Him who lured thee and forsook,
A Couplet, Written in a Volume of Poems Presented by Mr. Coleridge to Dr. A.

To meet, to know, to love—and then… Is the sad tale of many a human he…
The Visionary Hope

Sad lot, to have no Hope! Though… He fain would frame a prayer withi… Would fain entreat for some sweet… That his sick body might have ease… He strove in vain! the dull sighs…
The Aeolian Harp

My pensive SARA! thy soft cheek… Thus on mine arm, most soothing sw… To sit beside our Cot, our Cot o’… With white-flower’d Jasmin, and t… (Meet emblems they of Innocence a…
Lines Written in the Album at Elbingerode, in the Hartz Forest

I stood on Brocken’s sovran heigh… Woods crowding upon woods, hills o… A surging scene, and only limited By the blue distance. Heavily my… Downward I dragged through fir gr…
The Presence of Love

And in Life’s noisiest hour, There whispers still the ceaseless… The heart’s Self-solace and solil… You mould my Hopes, you fashion m… And to the leading Love-throb in…
 1
The Knight's Tomb

Where is the grave of Sir Arthur… Where may the grave of that good m… By the side of a spring, on the br… Under the twigs of a young birch t… The oak that in summer was sweet t…
 1
Composed at Clevedon, Somersetshire

My pensive Sara, thy soft cheek r… Thus on mine arm, most soothing sw… To sit beside our cot, our cot o’e… With white-flowered jasmine and th… (Meet emblems they of innocence an…
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner (text of 1834). Part III

There passed a weary time. Each t… Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld
To a Lady, With Falconer’s 'shipwreck’

Oh! not by Cam or Isis, famous st… In arched groves, the youthful poe… Nor while half-listening, mid deli… To harp and song from lady’s hand… Nor yet while gazing in sublimer m…
 1
What Is Life?

Resembles Life what once was held… Too ample in itself for human sigh… An absolute Self—an element ungro… All, that we see, all colours of a… [Image]By encroach of darkness ma…
The Night

Sandoval. You loved the daughter… Earl Henry. Loved? Sandoval. Did you not say you woo… Earl Henry. Once I loved Her whom I dared not woo!
Absence: a Farewell Ode on Quitting School for Jesus College

Where graced with many a classic s… Cam rolls his reverend stream alon… I haste to urge the learned toil That sternly chides my love-lorn s… Ah me! too mindful of the days
Sonnet XXI.

Pensive, at eve, on the hard world… And my poor heart was sad: so at t… I gazed—and sighed, and sighed—for… Eve saddens into night! Mine eyes… With tearful vacancy, the dampy gr…



Top