Introduction | p. 1 |
Note on the Text | p. 15 |
List of Abbreviations | p. 17 |
Guide to Further Reading | p. 19 |
Early Poems 1815-1829 | |
Valentine written in girlhood - perhaps at 13 years of age | p. 25 |
Translated from Horace in early youth | p. 26 |
Praises of a Country Life | p. 27 |
'I dolci colli, ov'io lasciai me stesso' ('Those pleasant hills high towering into air') | p. 29 |
'Vago augelletto, che cantando vai' ('Sweet little bird, that in such piteous strains') | p. 30 |
Extract from an Epistle from Emma to Henry | p. 30 |
To Elizabeth S.K. Poole | p. 32 |
To Zoe King | p. 32 |
To Edith May Southey during absence on the Lily of the Nile | p. 33 |
[Valentine to Rose Lynn] | p. 34 |
My dear dear Henry! | p. 34 |
To the tune of 'When icicles hang by the wall' | p. 35 |
Sequel | p. 35 |
'Let it not a Lover pique' | p. 36 |
'How now, dear suspicious Lover!' | p. 36 |
'Now to bed will I fly' | p. 37 |
'They tell me that my eye is dim, my cheek is lily pale' | p. 38 |
Go, you may call it madness, folly - &c. | p. 39 |
'O! once again good night!' | p. 39 |
'Art thou too at this hour awake' | p. 40 |
To Louisa and Emma Powles | p. 41 |
'Yes! With fond eye my Henry will peruse' | p. 42 |
"'How swift is a thought of the mind'" | p. 43 |
Verses to my Beloved with an empty purse | p. 44 |
'My Henry, like a modest youth' | p. 47 |
To Mrs Whitbread | p. 48 |
'O, how, Love, must I fill' | p. 49 |
'When this you see' | p. 50 |
'"I am wreathing a garland for wintry hours"' | p. 50 |
'Henry comes! No sweeter music' | p. 51 |
To Susan Patteson with a purse | p. 52 |
'Th'enamour'd Nymph, whose faithful voice' | p. 53 |
Epistle from Sara to her sister Mary whom she has never yet seen, her 'Yarrow Unvisited' | p. 53 |
'The Rose of Love my Henry sends' | p. 58 |
''Mid blooming fields I daily rove' | p. 58 |
Those parched lips I'd rather press' | p. 59 |
Poems 1829-1843 | |
Sickness | p. 60 |
Written in my Illness at Hampstead during Edith's Infancy | p. 61 |
Verses written in sickness 1833, before the Birth of Berkeley and Florence | p. 62 |
To Herbert Coleridge. Feb 13 1834 | p. 63 |
Benoni. Dedication | p. 64 |
The Months | p. 65 |
Trees | p. 66 |
What Makes a Noise | p. 66 |
The Nightingale | p. 66 |
Foolish Interference | p. 67 |
Fine Names for Fine Things | p. 68 |
The Seasons | p. 68 |
The Squirrel | p. 69 |
Poppies | p. 70 |
The Usurping Bird | p. 71 |
Edith Asleep | p. 73 |
The Blessing of Health | p. 74 |
The Humming-Birds | p. 75 |
Childish Tears | p. 77 |
Providence | p. 78 |
'Nox is the night' | p. 79 |
'A father's brother, mother's brother, are not called the same' | p. 79 |
The Celandine | p. 80 |
'January is the first month in the year' | p. 80 |
'January brings the blast' | p. 82 |
'Little Sister Edith now' | p. 85 |
'Why those tears my little treasure' | p. 86 |
Sara Coleridge for Herbert and Edith. April 19th 1834 | p. 87 |
Eye has not seen nor can the heart of man conceive the blessedness of Heaven | p. 87 |
Consolation in Trouble | p. 88 |
Silence and attention at Church | p. 90 |
'Grief's heavy hand hath swayed the lute' | p. 90 |
The Little Invalid | p. 91 |
The mansion of Peace | p. 92 |
'My friends in vain you chide my tears' | p. 92 |
The Crag-fast sheep | p. 93 |
'Bindweed whiter e'en than lilies' | p. 93 |
'The hart delights in cooling streams' | p. 93 |
The birth of purple Columbine | p. 94 |
Forget me not | p. 94 |
The Staining of the Rose | p. 95 |
'No joy have I in passing themes' | p. 96 |
'When Herbert's Mama was a slim little Maid' | p. 97 |
Summer | p. 98 |
The lamb in the Slough | p. 99 |
The Water Lily | p. 99 |
The Pair that will not meet | p. 100 |
Written on a blank leaf of 'Naturalist's' Magazine | p. 101 |
Young Days of Edith and Sara | p. 101 |
The Plunge | p. 102 |
The narrow Escape | p. 103 |
'See the Halcyon fishing' | p. 105 |
Daffodil or King's Spear | p. 105 |
Fine birds and their plain wives | p. 106 |
The Glow-worm ('Glow-worm lights her starry lamp') | p. 106 |
The Glow-worm ("Mid the silent murky dell') | p. 107 |
Herbert looking at the Moon | p. 108 |
Game | p. 109 |
'From Isles far over the sea' | p. 110 |
Seek first the Kingdom of Heaven | p. 110 |
A Sister's Love | p. 112 |
From Petrarch | p. 113 |
Poems from Phantasmion | |
'See the bright stranger!' | p. 114 |
'Tho' I be young - ah well-a-day!' | p. 114 |
'Sylvan stag, securely play' | p. 116 |
'Bound along or else be still' | p. 117 |
'Milk-white doe, 'tis but the breeze' | p. 117 |
'One face alone, one face alone' | p. 118 |
'Deem not that our eldest heir' | p. 119 |
'While the storm her bosom scourges' | p. 120 |
'Many a fountain cool and shady' | p. 121 |
'The captive bird with ardour sings' | p. 121 |
'The sun may speed or loiter on his way' | p. 122 |
'Grief's heavy hand hath swayed the lute' | p. 123 |
'Life and light, Anthemna bright' | p. 123 |
'O sleep, my babe, hear not the rippling wave' | p. 124 |
'How gladsome is a child, and how perfect is his mirth' | p. 125 |
'I tremble when with look benign' | p. 125 |
'Ne'er ask where knaves are mining' | p. 126 |
'How high yon lark is heavenward borne!' | p. 127 |
'Newts and blindworms do no wrong' | p. 128 |
'The winds were whispering, the waters glistering' | p. 128 |
'False Love, too long thou hast delayed' | p. 129 |
'He came unlooked for, undesired' | p. 129 |
'Yon changeful cloud will soon thy aspect wear' | p. 130 |
'I was a brook in straitest channel pent' | p. 131 |
'By the storm invaded' | p. 131 |
'I thought by tears thy soul to move' | p. 132 |
'Blest is the tarn which towering cliffs o'ershade' | p. 133 |
'What means that darkly-working brow' | p. 133 |
'Methought I wandered dimly on' | p. 134 |
'"The spring returns, and balmy budding flow'rs' | p. 135 |
'Full oft before some gorgeous fane' | p. 136 |
'See yon blithe child that dances in our sight!' | p. 136 |
'Their armour is flashing' | p. 137 |
'Ah, where lie now those locks that lately streamed' | p. 139 |
'Poor is the portrait that one look portrays' | p. 140 |
The Three Humpbacked Brothers | p. 141 |
Reflections on Reading Lucretius | p. 145 |
from 'Kings of England from the Conquest' | p. 149 |
Receipt for a Cake | p. 153 |
Lines on the Death of- | p. 155 |
Poems 1843-1852 | |
For my Father on his lines called 'Work Without Hope' | p. 156 |
'Friend, thou hast been a traveller bold' | p. 157 |
To a fair young Lady who declared that she and I were coevals | p. 158 |
To a Fair Friend arguing in support of the theory of the renovation in a literal sense of the material system | p. 159 |
Dreams | |
The Lilies | p. 160 |
Time's Acquittal | p. 160 |
To a Friend | p. 162 |
Asceticism | p. 164 |
Blanco White | p. 165 |
To a Friend who wished to give me half her sleep | p. 165 |
To a Friend who prayed, that my heart might still be young | p. 166 |
On reading my Father's 'Youth and Age' | p. 167 |
To a little weanling Babe, who returned a kiss with great eagerness | p. 168 |
Dream-love | p. 168 |
To my Son | p. 169 |
Tennyson's 'Lotos Eaters' with a new conclusion | p. 171 |
Crashaw's Poetry | p. 173 |
'On the same' | p. 174 |
'Toil not for burnished gold that poorly shines' | p. 175 |
Sketch from Life. Morning Scene. Sept 22 1845 | p. 176 |
A Boy's complaint of Dr Blimber | p. 177 |
L'Envoy to 'Phantasmion' | p. 177 |
Feydeleen to Zelneth | p. 178 |
Song of Leucoia | p. 179 |
Song for 'Phantasmion' | p. 180 |
Zelneth. Love unreturned | p. 180 |
Matthew VI.28-9 | p. 181 |
Prayer for Tranquillity | p. 183 |
The melancholy Prince | p. 183 |
Zelneth's Song in Magnart's Garden | p. 184 |
Children | p. 185 |
'Passion is blind not Love: her wondrous might' | p. 186 |
'O change that strain with man's best hopes at strife' | p. 187 |
'O vain expenditure! unhallowed waste!' | p. 188 |
Darling Edith | p. 189 |
First chorus in 'The Agamemnon' of Aeschylus | p. 190 |
Poems written for a book of Dialogues on the Doctrines of grace | |
'While disputants for victory fight' | p. 192 |
Water can but rise to its own level | p. 192 |
Reason | p. 193 |
Mystic Doctrine of Baptism | p. 193 |
Baptism | p. 194 |
[Verses from 'Regeneration'] ('This is a giddy world of chance and changing') | p. 195 |
Missionary Poem | p. 195 |
[From Sara Coleridge's Journal, September 1850] ('Danced forty times? We know full well') | p. 196 |
[From a letter to Mrs Derwent Coleridge, 16 January 1852] ('Sing hey diddle diddle') | p. 196 |
[From a letter to Derwent Coleridge, 22 January 1852] ('Darran was a bold man') | p. 197 |
Doggrel Charm | p. 198 |
'Howithorn' | p. 199 |
Notes on the Poems | p. 212 |
Index of First Lines | p. 246 |
Index of Titles | p. 252 |
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