Hartley Coleridge
Hartley Coleridge
David Hartley Coleridgewas an English poet, biographer, essayist, and teacher. He was the eldest son of the poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge. His sister Sara Coleridge was a poet and translator, and his brother Derwent Coleridge was a distinguished scholar and author. Hartley was named after the philosopher David Hartley...
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth19 September 1796
fair knew loveliness outward smiled until view
She is not fair to outward view / As many maidens be; / Her loveliness I never knew / Until she smiled on me.
life maidens
Her very frowns are fairer far Than smiles of other maidens are.
time worry care
If we take care of the inches, we will not have to worry about the miles.
new-year years old-year
The merry year is born Like the bright berry from the naked thorn.
smell sight joy
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.
sea victory ears
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.
ocean dark men
The soul of man is larger than the sky, Deeper than ocean, or the abysmal dark Of the unfathomed centre.
feelings fancy
Is love a fancy, or a feeling?
vision abiding concrete
The beauty of the picture is an abiding concrete of the painter's vision.
memories fire brave
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.
choices ignorant slavery
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.
memories records world
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.
liberty be-good understood
But what is Freedom? Rightly understood, A universal licence to be good.
teacher sick long
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.