Listened intensely; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea. The Excursion. Book vi One in whom persuasion and belief Had ripened into faith, and faith become Ibid. Spires whose "silent finger points to heaven."1 Ibid. Book vi. Ah! what a warning for a thoughtless man, Ibid. Book vi. And, when the stream Which overflowed the soul was passed away, A consciousness remained that it had left, Deposited upon the silent shore Of memory, images and precious thoughts That shall not die, and cannot be destroyed. Ibid. Book vii. Wisdom married to immortal verse.2 Ibid. 1 An instinctive taste teaches men to build their churches in flat countries with spire-steeples, which, as they cannot be referred to any other object, point as with silent finger to the sky and stars. - Coleridge, The Friend, No. 14. 2 Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse. Milton, L'Allegro. A Man he seems of cheerful yesterdays The Excursion. Book vii. The primal duties shine aloft, like stars; Ibid. By happy chance we saw A twofold image; on a grassy bank Book ix. A snow-white ram, and in the crystal flood Ibid. Another morn Risen on mid-noon.2 The Prelude. Book vi. Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive, But to be young was very Heaven! Ibid. Book xi. The budding rose above the rose full blown. And thou art long, and lank, and brown, And listens like a three years' child. Ibid. Lines added to the Ancient Mariner.3 1 Mounts from her funeral pyre on wings of flame. And soars and shines another and the same. Darwin, The Botanic Garden. An equivalent of the Latin phrase "alter et idem," Joseph Hall's Mundus alter et idem, published circa 1600. 2 Verbatim from Paradise Lost, Book v. Line 310. 3 Wordsworth, in his notes to We are Seven, claims to have written these lines in the Ancient Mariner. ROBERT SOUTHEY. How beautiful is night! 1774-1843. A dewy freshness fills the silent air; In full-orbed glory, yonder moon divine The desert-circle spreads, Like the round ocean, girdled with the sky. They sin who tell us Love can die : With Life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. Thalaba. The Curse of Kehama. Canto x. St. 10. Love is indestructible: Its holy flame for ever burneth ; From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth; It soweth here with toil and care, But the harvest-time of Love is there. Ibid. Oh! when a Mother meets on high An over-payment of delight? Ibid. Canto x. St. II. Thou hast been called, O sleep! the friend of woe; But 't is the happy that have called thee so. Ibid. Canto xv. St. II. Blue, darkly, deeply, beautifully blue.1 Madoc in Wales. V. And last of all an Admiral came, A terrible man with a terrible name, A name which you all know by sight very well; But which no one can speak, and no one can spell. He passed a cottage with a double coach-house, A cottage of gentility; And he owned with a grin, That his favourite sin Is pride that apes humility." The Satanic school. The Devil's Walk. From the Original Preface to the Vision of Judgment. "But what good came of it at last?” Quoth little Peterkin. "Why that I cannot tell," said he ; "But 't was a famous victory." The Battle of Blenheim. Where Washington hath left His awful memory A light for after times! Ode written during the War with America, 1814. 1 Quoted by Byron, p. 489. 2 Cf. Coleridge, The Devil's Thoughts. [Southey continued. My days among the Dead are passed; Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old; My never-failing friends are they, Occasional Pieces. xviii. The march of intellect.1 Colloquies on the Progress and Prospects of Society, JOSEPH HOPKINSON. 1770-1842. Hail, Columbia! happy land! Hail, ye heroes! heaven-born band! Who fought and died in freedom's cause. WILLIAM PITT. Hail Columbia. 1840. A strong nor'-wester's blowing, Bill; The Sailor's Consolation. 1 The march of the human mind is slow. - Burke, Speech on Conciliation with America. |