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

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.

To see him [Edmund Kean] act, is like reading Shakespeare by flashes of lightning.

Utter forth ' God,' and fill the hills with praise!

What can ail the mastiff bitch?

Where Alph, the sacred river, ran through caverns measureless to man down to a sunless sea.

To see him act is like reading Shakespeare by flashes of lightning.

Veracity does not consist in saying, but in the intention of communicating truth.

What comes from the heart goes to the heart.

Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree.

To sentence a man of true genius to the drudgery of a school is to put a racehorse on a treadmill.

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