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English poet and critic
(1772 - 1834)
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Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God.
      - Hymn Before Sunrise in the Vale of Chamouni
         (last line) [Praise]

Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star
  In his steep course?
      - Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni [Stars]

Ancestral voices prophesying war.
      - Kubla Khan [Prophecy (Prophesy)]

Five miles meandering with mazy motion, Through dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank the tumult to a lifeless ocean: And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war!
      - Kubla Khan [Literature]

For he on honey-dew hath fed,
  And drunk the milk of Paradise.
      - Kubla Khan [Eating]

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 [Alph River : Rivers]

Reviewers are usually people who would have been poets, historians, biographers, etc., if they could: they have tried their talents at one or the other, and have failed; therefore they turn critics.
      - Lectures on Shakespeare and Milton (p. 36)

Or soar aloft to be the spangled skies
  And gaze upon her with a thousand eyes.
      - Lines on an Autumnal Evening [Stars]

It is saying less than the truth to affirm that an excellent book (and the remark holds almost equally good of a Raphael as of a Milton) is like a well-chosen and well-tended fruit tree. Its fruits are not of one season only. With the due and natural intervals, we may recur to it year after year, and it will supply the same nourishment and the same gratification, if only we ourselves return to it with the same healthful appetite.
      - Literary Remains--Prospectus of Lectures

All thoughts, all passions, all delights,
  Whatever stirs this mortal frame,
    All are but ministers of Love,
      And feed his sacred flame.
      - Love (st. 1) [Love]

Hell is paved with good intentions.
      - quoted in
        Notes Theol., Polit., and Miscel.
         (p. 259),
        saying originated by Richard Baxter
        [Hell : Proverbs]

To know, to esteem, to love,--and then to part,
  Makes up life's tale to many a feeling heart.
      - On Taking Leave of ----- [Life]

Blest hour! It was a luxury--to be!
      - Reflections on having left a Place of Retirement
         (l. 43) [Luxury]

Treading beneath their feet all visible things,
  As steps that upwards to their Father's throne
    Lead gradual.
      - Religious Musings [Growth]

Lovely was the death
  Of Him whose life was Love! Holy with power,
    He on the thought-benighted Skeptic beamed
      Manifest Godhead.
      - Religious Musings (l. 29) [Christ]

Remorse is as the heart in which it grows;
  If that be gentle, it drops balmy dews
    Of true repentance; but if proud and gloomy,
      It is the poison tree, that pierced to the inmost,
        Weeps only tears of poison.
      - Remorse (act I, sc. 1) [Remorse]

The Past lives o'er again,
  In its effects, and to the guilty spirit
    The ever-frowning Present is its image.
      - Remorse (act I, sc. 2) [Conscience]

Iago's soliloquy--the motive-hunting of a motiveless malignity--how awful it is!
      - Shakespeare--Notes on Othello [Motive]

O what a loud and fearful shriek was there!
  . . .
    Ah me! they view'd beneath an hireling's sword
      Fallen Kosciusco.
      - Sonnet [Freedom]

Prose--words in their best order;--poetry--the best words in their best order.
      - Table Talk [Poetry]

That passage is what I call the sublime dashed to pieces by cutting too close with the fiery four-in-hand round the corner of nonsense.
      - Table Talk [Ridicule]

For why drives on that ship so fast,
  Without or wave or wind?
    The air is cut away before,
      And closes from behind.
      - The Ancient Mariner [Ships]

And now there came both mist and snow,
  And it grew wondrous cold:
    And ice, mast-high, came floating by,
      As green as emerald.
      - The Ancient Mariner (I) [Cold]

And a good south wind sprung up behind,
  The Albatross did follow,
    And every day, for food or play,
      Came to the mariner's hollo!
        "God save thee, ancient Mariner!
          From the fiends that plague thus thee!--
            Why look'st thou so?"--"With my cross-bow
              I shot the Albatross."
      - The Ancient Mariner (pt. I, st. 18)

He holds him with his glittering eye--
  . . . .
    And listens like a three years' child.
      - The Ancient Mariner (pt. I, st. 4),
        last line claimed by Wordsworth

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