Hartley Coleridge Quotes

• Her very frowns are fairer far
  Than smiles of other maidens are.

  Hartley Coleridge

  Love, Life, Maidens

  Hartley Coleridge (1851). “Poems”, p.65

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• If we take care of the inches, we will not have to worry about the miles.

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  Time, Worry, Care

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• El año alegre nace Como la baya brillante de la espina desnuda.

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  New Year, Years, Old Year

  Hartley Coleridge (1833). “Poems”, p.54

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• But what is Freedom? Rightly understood, A universal licence to be good.

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  Wisdom, Liberty, Be Good

  'Liberty' (1833)

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• Man is more than half of nature's treasure.

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  Men, Half, Treasure

  Hartley Coleridge (1851). “Poems”, p.5

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• The beauty of the picture is an abiding concrete of the painter's vision.

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  Vision, Abiding, Concrete

  Philip Massinger, Hartley Coleridge, John Ford (1848). “The Dramatic Works of Massinger and Ford. With an introduction, by Hartley Coleridge”, p.20

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• The soul of man is larger than the sky,
  Deeper than ocean, or the abysmal dark
  Of the unfathomed center.

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  Ocean, Dark, Men

  "To Shakespeare". Poem by Hartley Coleridge, 1851.

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• Where'er ye sojourn, and whatever names Ye are or shall be called; fairies, or sylphs, Nymphs of the wood or mountain, flood or field: Live ye in peace, and long may ye be free To follow your good minds.

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  Names, Nymphs, Long

  Hartley Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge (1851). “Poems: With a Memoir of His Life by His Brother”, p.270

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• Be not afraid to pray--to pray is right.
  Pray, if thou canst, with hope; but ever pray,
  Though hope be weak or sick with long delay;
  Pray in the darkness, if there be no light.

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  Prayer, Light, Sick

  Hartley Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge (1851). “Poems by Hartley Coleridge: With a Memoir of His Life by His Brother. ...”, p.369

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• On this hapless earth There 's small sincerity of mirth, And laughter oft is but an art To drown the outcry of the heart.

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  Art, Laughter, Mirth

  Hartley Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge (1851). “Poems”, p.124

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• Pray to be perfect, though material leaven Forbid the spirit so on earth to be; But if for any wish thou darest not pray, Then pray to God to cast that wish away.

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  Prayer, Perfect, Wish

  Hartley Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge (1851). “Poems by Hartley Coleridge: With a Memoir of His Life by His Brother. ...”, p.369

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• Long time a child, and still a child, when years Had painted manhood on my cheek, was I; For yet I lived like one not born to die; A thriftless prodigal of smiles and tears— No hope I needed, and I knew no fears. But sleep, though sweet, is only sleep—and waking, I waked to sleep no more; at once o'ertaking The vanguard of my age, with all arrears Of duty on my back. Nor child, nor man, Nor youth, nor sage, I find my head is gray, For I have lost the race I never ran. A rathe December blights my lagging May: And still I am a child, though I be old Time is my debtor for my days untold.

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  Sweet, Children, Sleep

  Hartley Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge (1851). “Poems”, p.13

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• Valor and power may gain a lasting memory, but where are they when the brave and mighty are departed? Their effects may remain, but they live not in them any more than the fire in the work of the potter.

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  Memories, Fire, Brave

  Philip Massinger, Hartley Coleridge, John Ford (1848). “The Dramatic Works of Massinger and Ford. With an introduction, by Hartley Coleridge”, p.20

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• Is love a fancy, or a feeling?

  Hartley Coleridge

  Feelings, Fancy

  Hartley Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge (1851). “Poems”, p.11

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• Mejor sería que los dioses bebieran su néctar alegremente, y los hombres cantaran el día como saltamontes, para que tal vez adormecieran el trueno vigilante.

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  Men, May, Thunder

  Hartley Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge (1851). “Poems”, p.272

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• A bard whom there were none to praise,
  And very few to read.

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  Poetry, Obscurity, Praise

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• With all your music, loud and lustily, With every dainty joy of sight and smell, Prepare a banquet meet to entertain The Lord of Thunder, that hath set you free From old oppression.

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  Sight, Smell, Joy

  Hartley Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge (1851). “Poems”, p.284

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• Oh, where is man That mortal god, that hath no mortal kin Or like on earth? Shall Nature's orator The interpreter of all her mystic strains Shall he be mute in Nature's jubilee?

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  Men, Jubilee, Earth

  Hartley Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge (1851). “Poems”, p.285

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• Go your way. Forget Prometheus, And all the woe that he is doom'd to bear; By his own choice this vile estate preferring To ignorant bliss and unfelt slavery.

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  Choices, Ignorant, Slavery

  Hartley Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge (1851). “Poems by Hartley Coleridge: With a Memoir of His Life by His Brother. ...”, p.298

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• Commemoration of Brooke Foss Westcott, Bishop of Durham, Teacher, 1901 Be not afraid to pray... to pray is right. Pray if thou canst with hope; but ever pray Though hope be weak, or sick with long delay. Whatever is good to wish, ask that of heaven; But if for any wish thou darest not pray, Then pray to God to cast that wish away.

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  Teacher, Sick, Long

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• Now shall I become a common tale, A ruin'd fragment of a worn-out world; Unchanging record of unceasing change. Eternal landmark to the tide of time. Swift generations, that forget each other, Shall still keep up the memory of my shame Till I am grown an unbelieved fable.

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  Memories, Generations, Records

  Hartley Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge (1851). “Poems”, p.272

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• Now, we are agreed, I and my destinies. The total world, Above, below, whate'er is seen or known, And all that men, and all that gods enact, Hopes, fears, imaginations, purposes; With joy, and pain, and every pulse that beats In the great body of the universe, I give to the eternal sisterhood, To make my peace withal! And cast this husk, This hated, mangled, and dishonour'd carcase Into the balance; so have I redeem'd My proper birthright, even the changeless mind, The imperishable essence uncontroll'd.

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  Pain, Destiny, Sisterhood

  Hartley Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge (1851). “Poems by Hartley Coleridge: With a Memoir of His Life by His Brother. ...”, p.292

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• Never till this day Did life disturb the dense eternity Of joyless quiet; never skylark's song, Or storm-bird's prescient scream, or eaglet's cry, Made vital the gross fog. The very light Is but an alien that can find no welcome

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  Song, Light, Fog

  Hartley Coleridge (1851). “Poems”, p.290

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• Ligero tropiezo sobre la tierra, Hábil roce sobre la corriente, Apenas nuestras alas de hada rociadas Con el espumoso manto de salmuera, Apenas nuestros pies de plata familiarizándose Con el suelo cubierto de verdor; Ahora como golondrinas sobre un río Deslizándose bajo con el piñón tembloroso, Ahora en lo alto en el éter navegando "Ocioso como nube de verano"; Subiendo ahora, al poco tiempo descendiendo, Rápido y brillante como estrellas fugaces, Así viajamos alegres y libres.

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  Summer, Stars, Clouds

  Hartley Coleridge, Derwent Coleridge (1851). “Poems”, p.261

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• Thou breeze, That mak'st an organ of the mighty sea, Obedient to thy wilful phantasies, Provoke him not to scorn; but soft and low, As pious maid awakes her aged sire, On tiptoe stealing, whisper in his ear The tidings of the young god's victory.

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  Sea, Victory, Ears

  Hartley Coleridge (1851). “Poems by Hartley Coleridge”, p.310

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