Samuel Taylor Coleridge

(1772-1834 / Devon / England)

About The Nightingale - Poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

From a letter from STC to Wordsworth after writing The Nightingale:

In stale blank verse a subject stale
I send per post my Nightingale;
And like an honest bard, dear Wordsworth,
You'll tell me what you think, my Bird's worth.
My own opinion's briefly this--
His bill he opens not amiss;
And when he has sung a stave or so,
His breast, & some small space below,
So throbs & swells, that you might swear
No vulgar music's working there.
So far, so good; but then, 'od rot him!
There's something falls off at his bottom.
Yet, sure, no wonder it should breed,
That my Bird's Tail's a tail indeed
And makes it's own inglorious harmony
Æolio crepitû, non carmine.


Comments about About The Nightingale by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

  • Glen Kappy (7/6/2018 7:27:00 AM)


    this poem made me smile. ah yes, we can be taken by different types of beauty but then are reminded that our beloveds too have bodily functions. but that has stopped me from being taken again and again. -gk (Report) Reply

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  • Adrian Flett (7/6/2018 5:53:00 AM)


    When nature calls we're all mortal, even those birds with a sweet song, need to respond. (Report) Reply

  • Lungelo S Mbuyazi (7/6/2018 3:45:00 AM)


    Such a nice write here... (Report) Reply

  • Petals Azureblue (7/6/2018 1:49:00 AM)


    A living eating nightingale no doubt... When nature calls couldn't care less about decorum
    Lovely piece with humour attached. 👍👍👍
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  • Ramesh T A (7/6/2018 1:32:00 AM)


    It's a reply to Wordsworth by Coleridge! Brief expression of his ideas about his Nightingale! It's worth reading. (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (7/6/2018 12:59:00 AM)


    Such a great write by Samuel Taylor Coleridge👍👍👍 (Report) Reply

  • Mahtab Bangalee (7/6/2018 12:50:00 AM)


    blank verse but STALE was in The Nightingale by W. Wordsworth (Written in April,1798) ! ! ! ! !

    no! there was no stale or rotten verse! ! ! !

    but full of joy for nature-

    And hark! the Nightingale begins its song
    Most musical, most melancholy [4] Bird!
    A melancholy Bird? O idle thought!
    In nature there is nothing melancholy.

    yeah in nature there is nothing melancholy or dejection..................
    (Report) Reply

  • Robert Murray Smith (7/6/2018 12:48:00 AM)


    Not of much interest as a poem. (Report) Reply

  • (2/6/2017 8:40:00 AM)


    This sucks (Report) Reply

  • Ebi Robert (4/30/2014 9:59:00 AM)


    cool...................................! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 14, 2001

Poem Edited: Monday, May 14, 2001


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