Hartley Coleridge famous quotes

03-30-2025

Her very frowns are fairer far Than smiles of other maidens are.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Life #Maidens
If we take care of the inches, we will not have to worry about the miles.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Time #Worry #Care
The merry year is born Like the bright berry from the naked thorn.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#New Year #Years #Naked
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.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Sight #Smell #Joy
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.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Sea #Victory #Ears
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?
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Men #Jubilee #Earth
Twere better far That gods should quaff their nectar merrily, And men sing out the day like grasshoppers, So may they haply lull the watchful thunder.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Men #May #Thunder
The soul of man is larger than the sky, Deeper than ocean, or the abysmal dark Of the unfathomed centre.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Ocean #Dark #Men
Is love a fancy, or a feeling?
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Feelings #Fancy
The beauty of the picture is an abiding concrete of the painter's vision.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Vision #Abiding #Concrete
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.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Memories #Fire #Brave
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.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Prayer #Light #Long
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.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Choices #Ignorant #Slavery
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.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Memories #Ruins #Tides
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.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Names #Nymphs #Long
But what is Freedom? Rightly understood, A universal licence to be good.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Liberty #Be Good #Understood
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 tearsâ€” No hope I needed, and I knew no fears. But sleep, though sweet, is only sleepâ€”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.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Sweet #Children #Sleep
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.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Teacher #Long #Sick
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.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Prayer #Perfect #Wish
Man is more than half of nature's treasure.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Men #Half #Treasure
On this hapless earth There 's small sincerity of mirth, And laughter oft is but an art To drown the outcry of the heart.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Art #Laughter #Mirth
Lightly tripping o'er the land, Deftly skimming o'er the main, Scarce our fairy wings bedewing With the frothy mantling brine, Scarce our silver feet acquainting With the verdure-vested ground; Now like swallows o'er a river Gliding low with quivering pinion, Now aloft in ether sailing "Leisurely as summer cloud;" Rising now, anon descending, Swift and bright as shooting stars, Thus we travel glad and free.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Summer #Stars #Wings
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
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Song #Light #Fog
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.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Pain #Destiny #Sisterhood
A bard whom there were none to praise, And very few to read.
-- Hartley Coleridge

#Poetry #Praise #Poet

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