| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Samuel Taylor Coleridge. (17721834) (continued) |
| | | 5235 | Each matin bell, the Baron saith, Knells us back to a world of death. |
| Christabel. Part ii. |
| 5236 | | Her face, oh call it fair, not pale! |
| Christabel. Part ii. |
| 5237 | Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth, And constancy live in realms above; And life is thorny, and youth is vain, And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain. |
| Christabel. Part ii. |
| 5238 | They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder: A dreary sea now flows between. |
| Christabel. Part ii. |
| 5239 | Perhaps t is pretty to force together Thoughts so all unlike each other; To mutter and mock a broken charm, To dally with wrong that does no harm. |
| Christabel. Conclusion to Part ii. |
| 5240 | In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree, Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. |
| Kubla Khan. |
| 5241 | | Ancestral voices prophesying war. |
| Kubla Khan. |
| 5242 | A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw: It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. |
| Kubla Khan. |
| 5243 | For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise. |
| Kubla Khan. |
| 5244 | Ere sin could blight or sorrow fade, Death came with friendly care; The opening bud to heaven conveyed, And bade it blossom there. |
| Epitaph on an Infant. |
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