Samuel Taylor Coleridge

[Samuel Coleridge] (1772-1834 / Devon / England)

Samuel Taylor Coleridge Poems

161. Fancy In Nubibus, Or The Poet In The Clouds 3/31/2010
162. Epitaph On An Infant 3/31/2010
163. Epitaph 5/14/2001
164. Elegy, Imitated From One Of Akenside's Blank-Verse Inscriptions 3/31/2010
165. Duty Surviving Self-Love 5/14/2001
166. Domestic Peace 3/31/2010
167. Despair 5/14/2001
168. Desire 5/14/2001
169. Dejection: An Ode 5/14/2001
170. Constancy To An Ideal Object 5/14/2001
171. Composed At Clevedon, Somersetshire 3/31/2010
172. Come, Come Thou Bleak December Wind (Fragment) 1/1/2004
173. Cologne 5/14/2001
174. Christabel 1/13/2003
175. Brockley Coomb 1/13/2003
176. Blossing Of The Solitary Date-Tree, The 12/31/2002
177. As Some Vast Tropic Tree, Itself A Wood (Fragment) 1/1/2004
178. Aplolgia Pro Vita Sua 5/14/2001
179. Answer To A Child's Question 3/31/2010
180. Aeolian Harp, The 12/31/2002
181. Addressed To A Young Man Of Fortune Who Abandoned Himself To An Indolent And Causeless Melancholy 3/31/2010
182. Absence: A Farewell Ode On Quitting School For Jesus College 3/31/2010
183. About The Nightingale 5/14/2001
184. A Tombless Epitaph 5/14/2001
185. A Soliloquy Of The Full Moon, She Being In A Mad Passion 5/14/2001
186. A Mathematical Problem 3/31/2010
187. A Day Dream 3/31/2010
188. A Couplet, Written In A Volume Of Poems Presented By Mr. Coleridge To Dr. A. 3/31/2010
189. A Christmas Carol 3/31/2010
190. A Child's Evening Prayer 3/31/2010
191. A Broken Friendship 12/9/2014
192. (fragment 2) I Know 'Tis But A Dream, Yet Feel More Anguish 3/31/2010
Best Poem of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Kubla Khan

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.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round :
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.

But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover !
A savage place ! as holy and enchanted
As e'er ...

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Where true Love burns Desire is Love's pure flame;
It is the reflex of our earthly frame,
That takes its meaning from the nobler part,
And but translates the language of the heart.

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