Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor
Coleridge
1772
1834

English Poet, Romantic, Literary Critic and Philosopher, a Founder of the Romantic Movement in England

Author Quotes

You talk about making this article cheaper by reducing its price in the market from 8 d. to 6 d. But suppose, in so doing, you have rendered your country weaker against a foreign foe; suppose you have demoralized thousands of your fellow-countrymen, and have sown discontent between one class of society and another, your article is tolerably dear, I take it, after all.

Works of imagination should be written in very plain language; the more purely imaginative they are the more necessary it is to be plain.

Your Sensibilities are tempestuous ? you feel Indignation at Weakness ? Now Indignation is the handsome Brother of Anger and Hatred ? His looks are lovely in terror ? yet still remember, who are his Relations.

Unchanged within, to see all changed without, is a blank lot and hard to bear, no doubt. Yet why at others' Wanings should'st thou fret? Then only might'st thou feel a just regret, hadst thou withheld thy love or hid thy light in selfish forethought of neglect and slight.

We were the first that ever burst into that silent sea.

When a man is unhappy he writes damned bad poetry, I find.

Who made you glorious as the gates of heaven beneath the keen full moon ? Who bade the sun clothe you with rainbows ? Who, with living flower of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? 'God!' let the torrents, like a shout of nations, answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, 'God!' 'God! ' sing, ye meadow-streams, with gladsome voice! Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, and in their perilous fall shall thunder, 'God!'

Unchanged within, to see all changed without.

Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring!

When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, and the owlet whoops to the wolf below.

Who, playing tricks with conscience, dare not look at their own vices.

To leave no interval between the sentence and the fulfillment of it doth beseem God only, the Immutable!

Unhelped by any wind.

Weave a circle round him thrice, and close your eyes with holy dread, for he on honey-dew hath fed, and drank the milk of Paradise.

When the whole and the parts are seen at once, as mutually producing and explaining each other, as unity in multeity, there results shapeliness.

Whose bells, the poor man's only music, rang from morn to evening, all the hot fair-day, so sweetly, that they stirred and haunted me with a wild pleasure, falling on mine ear most like articulate sounds of things to come! So gazed I, till the soothing things, I dreamt, lulled me to sleep, and sleep prolonged my dreams! And so I brooded all the following morn, awed by the stern preceptor's face, mine eye fixed with mock study on my swimming book.

To most men experience is like the stern lights of a ship, which illuminate only the track it has passed.

Until you understand a writer's ignorance, presume yourself ignorant of his understanding.

Well! If the Bard was weather-wise, who made the grand old ballad of Sir Patrick Spence.

When we find a mistake in writing a good writer, suppose first that we did not understand before you assume that the writer is ignorant.

Why are not more gems from our great authors scattered over the country? Great books are not in everybody's reach; and though it is better to know them thoroughly than to know them only here and there, yet it is a good work to give a little to those who have not the time nor means to get more.

To read Dryden, Pope, etc., you need only count syllables; but to read Donne you must measure time, and discover the time of each word by the sense of passion.

Up to twenty-one, I hold a father to have power over his children as to marriage; after that age, authority and influence only. Show me one couple unhappy merely on account of their limited circumstances, and I will show you ten who are wretched from other causes.

What a scream of agony by torture lengthened out that lute sent forth!

When Youth and I lived in't together.

Author Picture
First Name
Samuel Taylor
Last Name
Coleridge
Birth Date
1772
Death Date
1834
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English Poet, Romantic, Literary Critic and Philosopher, a Founder of the Romantic Movement in England