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The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

including Poems and Versions of Poems now Published for the First Time: Edited with Textual and Bibliographical Notes by Ernest Hartley Coleridge
Coleridge, Samuel Taylor (1772-1834)

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VOL. I: POEMS
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VOL. II: DRAMATIC WORKS AND APPENDICES
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DRAMATIC WORKS
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EPIGRAMS
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JEUX D'ESPRIT
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FRAGMENTS FROM A NOTEBOOK
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FRAGMENTS
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3 OVER MY COTTAGE
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8 [THE NIGHT-MARE DEATH IN LIFE]
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10 A BECK IN WINTER
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19 [DE PROFUNDIS CLAMAVI]
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29 FRAGMENT OF AN ODE ON NAPOLEON
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40 [ARS POETICA]
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41 TRANSLATION OF THE FIRST STROPHE OF PINDAR'S SECOND OLYMPIC
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43 TRANSLATION OF A FRAGMENT OF HERACLITUS
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45 IMITATED FROM ARISTOPHANES
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47 TO EDWARD IRVING
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60 THE THREE SORTS OF FRIENDS
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62 BO-PEEP AND I SPY—
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63 A SIMILE
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64 BARON GUELPH OF ADELSTAN. A FRAGMENT
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METRICAL EXPERIMENTS
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APPENDIX V

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SONNET TO A FRIEND WHO ASKED, HOW I FELT WHEN THE NURSE FIRST PRESENTED MY INFANT TO ME

Charles! my slow heart was only sad, when first
I scann'd that face of feeble infancy:
For dimly on my thoughtful spirit burst
All I had been, and all my child might be!
But when I saw it on its mother's arm,
And hanging at her bosom (she the while
Bent o'er its features with a tearful smile)
Then I was thrill'd and melted, and most warm
Impress'd a father's kiss: and all beguil'd
Of dark remembrance and presageful fear,
I seem'd to see an angel-form appear—
'Twas even thine, belovéd woman mild!
So for the mother's sake the child was dear,
And dearer was the mother for the child.
1796.
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