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Christabel By Samuel Taylor Coleridge Illustrated by a Facsimile of the Manuscript And by Textual and other Notes By Ernest Hartley Coleridge Hon. F.R.S.L. London: Henry Frowde mcmvii.
[8o, pp. ix + 113.
Note.—The Frontispiece is a photogravure (by Emery Walker) of a pastel drawing of S. T. Coleridge aet. 26. The Collotype Facsimile (thirty-eight leaves unpaged) is inserted between pp. 53 and 54. The text, as collated with three MSS., two transcriptions, and the First Edition, &c., is on pp. 61-96; a Bibliographical Index [Appendix IV] on pp. 111-113. This Edition (dedicated to the Poet's grand-daughters Edith and Christabel Rose Coleridge) was issued by Henry Frowde at the expense of the Royal Society of Literature.
LI
The Poems of Coleridge With An Introduction By Ernest Hartley Coleridge And Illustrations By Gerald Metcalfe John Lane The Bodley Head London, W. John Lane Company New York.
[8o, pp. xxxi + 460 + Index to the Poems [461]-466 + Index to First Lines [469]-477.]
Note.—The Illustrations consist of twenty-three full-page illustrations, together with numerous headings, tailpieces, and vignettes. The Contents include all poems previously published which were not subject to the law of copyright:—'The Walk Before Supper', 'The Reproof and Reply', and 'Sancti Dominici Pallium' were printed for the first time from the original MSS.
LII
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner. By Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Illustrated by Twenty-Five Poetic and Dramatic Scenes, Designed and Etched By David Scott, Member of the Scottish Academy of Painting. Edinburgh: Alexander Hill, 50, Princes Street; Ackermann & Co. London. m. dccc. xxxvii.
[Folio.
Note.—Text with marginal glosses in Gothic letters, pp. [5]-25 + twenty-four full-page etchings unpaged, preceded by an illustrated title-page. Scenes from Coleridge's Rime of the Ancient Mariner, By David Scott, S.A. [Etching of the Ancient Mariner on a storm-tost coast ringing a bell, with a motto (from Kubla Khan) "All who saw would cry Beware", Coleridge.] Edinburgh Published By Alexr. Hill, 50 Princes Street 1837. The cloth binding is embellished with a vignette—a lyre encircled by a winged serpent.
LIII
Coleridge's Rime of the Ancient Mariner Illustrated by J. Noel Paton, R.S.A. Art Union of London 1863 [W. H. McFarlane Lithogr Edinburgh]
[Oblong Folio.
Note.—The text, pp. [1]-12, is followed by twenty full-page illustrations. The title-page and cloth binding are embellished with a symbolic vignette—a cross-bow, with twisted snake, resting on a cross encircled with stars.
LIV
The Poetical Works of Samuel T. Coleridge Edited, with a Critical Memoir, By William Michael Rossetti. Illustrated By Thomas Seccombe. London: E. Moxon, Son, & Co., Dover Street.
[8o, pp. xxxii + 424.
Note.—In a Note affixed to the 'Prefatory Notice' the Editor states that this edition includes all Coleridge's 'Dramas . . . with the exception of Zapolya. In lieu of this The Fall of Robespierre, which has never as yet been reprinted in England, is introduced.'
FOOTNOTES:
Felix curarum &c.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Nos otia vitae
Solamur cantu, ventosaque gaudia famae
Quaerimus.
Statius, Silvarum lib. iv, iv, ll. 46-51.
[1135:2] The following Advertisement was issued on a separate sheet:—
London, April 16. / This day was Published. / Printed on Wove Paper, and Hot-Pressed, / Price 5s. in Boards,—Fools-cap 8 vo. / Poems / on Various Subjects, by / S. T. Coleridge, / Late of Jesus College, Cambridge. / London: Printed for G. G. and J. Robinsons, Pater-Noster Row, and / J. Cottle, Bookseller, Bristol; and to be had of the / Publishers of the Watchman / 1796. /
[1136:1] From 'An Evening Address to a Nightingale', by Cuthbert Shaw—Anderson's British Poets, xi. 564.
'Why may not Langhorne, simple in his lay,
Effusion on Effusion, pour away?'
The Candidate, ll. 41-2.
[1140:1] The ancient little Wits wrote many poems in the shape of Eggs, Altars, and Axes. (MS. Note by S. T. C.)
[1140:2] The title of the volume is 'Sonnets and Odes, by Henry Francis Cary. Author of an Irregular Ode to General Elliot. London 1787.'
Lines 6-9 of the Sonnet read thus:—
From him deriv'd who shun'd and spurn'd the throng
And warbled sweet, thy Brooks and streams among,
Lonely Valclusa! and that heir of Fame
Our English Milton—
Line 14 reads:—
A grandeur, grace and spirit all their own.
The Poems were the first publication of 'Dante' Cary, then a boy of fifteen, whom Coleridge first met at Muddiford in October, 1816, and whose translation of the Divina Commedia he helped to make famous.
[1141:1] The three Sonnets of Bowles are not in any Edition since the last quarto pamphlet of his Sonnets. (MS. Note by S. T. C.)
[1144:1] Ossian.
[1146:1] Compare The Pursuits of Literature, Dialogue 1, lines 50, 55, 56.
The self-supported melancholy Gray
* * * * *
With his high spirit strove the master bard,
And was his own exceeding great reward.
The first Dialogue was published in May 1794. The lines on Gray may have suggested Coleridge's quotation from Genesis, chap. xv, ver. 1, which is supplied in a footnote to line 56.
[1150:1] The 'Eolian Harp', with the title 'Effusion xxxv. Composed August 20, 1795, at Clevedon, Somersetshire', was first published in 1796, and included as 'Composed at Clevedon' in 1797 and 1803. It is possible that it may have been originally printed in a newspaper.
[1150:2] The fourth and last edition of the Lyrical Ballads was issued in 1805.
[1151:1] The List numbers thirty, and of these not more than twenty are strictly speaking Errata. Of the remainder the greater number are textual corrections, emendations, and afterthoughts.
[1151:2] The allusion is to the prolonged and embittered controversy between Coleridge and his friends at Bristol, who had printed his works and advanced him various sums of money on the security of the sheets as printed and the future sale of the works when published. They were angry with him for postponing completion of these works, and keeping them out of their money, and he was naturally and reasonably indignant at the excessive sum charged for paper and printing. The fact was that they had done and intended to do him a kindness, but that in so far as it was a business transaction he suffered at their hands.
[1151:3] The title of these Iambic lines is 'Relictis Aliis Studiis Philosophiam Epicuream amplectitur'.
[1151:4] Ben Jonson, vide ante, p. [1118].
[1151:5] Vide ante, pp. [419, 420].
[1169:1] See Wordsworth's P. W. 1896, in. 21: The Small Celandine, ll. 21, 22.
BIBLIOGRAPHICAL APPENDIX
No. I
POEMS FIRST PUBLISHED IN NEWSPAPERS
OR PERIODICALS
No. II
EPIGRAMS AND JEUX D'ESPRIT FIRST PUBLISHED IN
NEWSPAPERS AND PERIODICALS
No. III
POEMS INCLUDED IN ANTHOLOGIES AND OTHER WORKS
| PAGE | ||
| 1. | Poems, supposed to have been written. . . By Thomas Rowley,. . .1794. | |
| Monody on the Death of Chatterton | xxv | |
| 2. | Poems by Francis Wrangham, M.A., 1795. | |
| Translation of Hendecasyllabi ad Bruntonam, &c. | 79 | |
| To Miss Brunton with the Preceding Translation. | ||
| 3. | Poems on the Death of Priscilla Farmer. By her grandson Charles Lloyd, 1796. | |
| Sonnet. 'The Piteous sobs', &c. | ||
| 4. | Lyrical Ballads, 1798. | |
| The Rime of the Ancyent Marinere | 1 | |
| The Foster Mother's Tale | 53 | |
| The Nightingale | 63 | |
| 5. | Lyrical Ballads (in two volumes), 1800. | |
| Vol. I. Love [with the four poems published in 1798] | 138 | |
| 6. | Annual Anthology, 1800. | |
| *Lewti, or The Circassian Love-Chant | 23 | |
| *To a Young Lady, on her first Appearance after a Dangerous Illness. | 32 | |
| *Recantation, Illustrated in the Story of the Mad Ox | 59 | |
| *Lines Written in the Album at Elbingerode, in the Hartz Forest | 74 | |
| *A Christmas Carol | 79 | |
| To a Friend, who had declared his intention of writing no more Poetry | 103 | |
| This Lime-Tree Bower my Prison. A Poem, addressed to Charles Lamb, of the India House, London | 140 | |
| To W. L. Esq. while he sung a Song to Purcell's Music. | 156 | |
| *The British Stripling's War-Song | 173 | |
| Something childish, but very natural. Written in Germany | 192 | |
| Home-Sick. Written in Germany | 193 | |
| *Ode to Georgiana, Dutchess of Devonshire | 212 | |
| *Fire, Famine, and Slaughter. A War Eclogue | 231 | |
| *The Raven | 240 | |
| *To an unfortunate Woman. 'Sufferer, that with sullen brow' | 291 | |
[Note. Poems marked with an asterisk were reprinted from the MorningPost.] | ||
| 7. | Memoirs of the late Mrs. Robinson, &c. Four volumes, 1801. | |
| A Stranger Minstrel | Vol. iv, p. 141 | |
| 8. | Melmoth's Beauties of British Poets, 1801. | |
| To a Young Ass | 21 | |
| To a Spring in a beautiful Village | 119 | |
| The Sigh | 167 | |
| The Kiss | 201 | |
| 9. | The Wild Wreath. Edited by M. E. Robinson, 1804. | |
| The Mad Monk | 142 | |
| 10. | The Poetical Register and Repository of the Fine Arts. | |
| Vol. II. For 1802 (1803). | ||
| *Chamouny. The Hour before Sunrise. A Hymn | 308 | |
| *Inscription on a Jutting Stone over a Spring | 338 | |
| *The Picture; or, The Lover's Resolution | 354 | |
| Vol. III. For 1803 (1805). | ||
| From the German of Leasing. 'I ask'd my fair', &c. [Signed 'Harley Philadelphia'.] | 274 | |
| Sonnets, Attempted in the Manner of 'Contemporary Writers' | 346 | |
| Vol. IV. For 1804 (1805). | ||
| The Exchange. | ||
| Vol. VI. For 1806, 1807 (1811). | ||
| On a Late Connubial Rupture in High Life | 365 | |
| Vol. VII. For 1808, 1809 (1812). | ||
| Fears in Solitude. By S. T. Coleridge, Esq. | 227 | |
| France, An Ode. By S. T. Coleridge, Esq. | 332 | |
| Frost at Midnight. By S. T. Coleridge Esq. | 530 | |
[Note. Sonnets Attempted, &c., in Vol. III, and On a Late, &c., inVol. VI, were reprinted from the Monthly Magazine: the three poems inVol. VII were reprinted from the quarto pamphlet of 1798, and were againset up as a small octavo pamphlet by Law & Gilbert, the printers of thePoetical Register. Vide Bibliography, No. [X].] | ||
| 11. | Selection of Poems for Young Persons, by J. Cottle. Third edition, n. d. | |
| Epitaph on an Infant | 129 | |
| Sonnet to the River Otter | 155 | |
| Domestic Peace | 157 | |
| 12. | English Minstrelsy; being a Selection of Fugitive Poetry from the Best English Authors. Two volumes, 1810. | |
| Vol. II. | ||
| Fragment. S. T. Coleridge ['Introduction to the Tale of the dark Ladie' as published in the Morning Post] | 131 | |
| 13. | Poetical Class-Book. Edited by W. F. Mylius, 1810. | |
| This Lime Tree Bower my Prison. | ||
| 14. | Nugæ Canoræ. Poems by Charles Lloyd, 1819. | |
| Sonnet. 'The piteous sobs ', &c. | 145 | |
| 15. | The British Minstrel. Glasgow, 1821. | |
| The Three Graves | ||
| 16. | Castle Dangerous. By Sir W. Scott, 1832. Notes by J. G. Lockhart. Galignani, 1834. | |
| The Knight's Tomb. 'Where is the grave', &c. | 10 | |
| 17. | A History of . . . Christ's Hospital. By the Rev. W. Trollope, 1834. | |
| Julia | 192 | |
| 18. | Letters, Conversations, &c., of S. T. Coleridge. In two volumes, 1836. | |
| Vol. I. | ||
| Farewell to Love | 143 | |
| To Nature. | 144 | |
| Sonnet. To Lord Stanhope | 217 | |
| Vol II. | ||
| 'What boots to tell how o'er his grave' | 75 | |
| 19. | Early Recollections, &c. By Joseph Cottle, 1837. | |
| Vol. I. | ||
| Monody on . . . Chatterton, ll. 137-54 | 32 | |
| To W. J. H. While playing on his flute | 33 | |
| The Fox and Statesman, &c. | 172 | |
| Sonnet. To Lord Stanhope | 203 | |
| Written After a Walk Before Supper | 209 | |
| To an unfortunate Young Woman, Whom I had known in the days of her Innocence. 'Maiden! that with sullen brow'. | 213 | |
| Allegorical Lines on the same subject. 'Myrtle Leaf, that ill besped' | 214 | |
| On an Unfortunate Woman at the Theatre | 216 | |
| On an Unfortunate, &c. | 217 | |
| Examples. 'O what a life', &c. | 226 | |
| Another Specimen, describing Hexameters, &c. | 226 | |
| Another Specimen. 'In the Hexameter', &c. | 227 | |
| The English Duodecasyllable. 'Hear my beloved', &c. | 227 | |
| Foster-Mother's Tale | 235 | |
| To a Friend, [Charles Lloyd (sic)] who had declared his intention, &c., ll. 17-35 | 245 | |
| Lines Addressed to Joseph Cottle | 283 | |
| 'As oft mine eye', &c. [The Silver Thimble] | 236 | |
| Sonnets, Attempted in the Manner of Contemporary Writers | 290 | |
| To the Author of the Ancient Mariner | 293 | |
| Vol. II. | ||
| Five 'Epigrams, translated . . . from the German' | 65-6 | |
| My Love. 'I ask'd my love', &c. | 67 | |
| Joan of Arc, Book the Second. 4o, 1796 (including the lines claimed by S. T. C.) | 241-52 | |
| 20. | The Book of Gems. Edited by S. C. Hall, 1838. | |
| The Garden of Boccaccio | 51 | |
| Love | 52 | |
| The Nightingale | 53 | |
| Lines written in the Album at Elbingerode, &c. | 58 | |
| Recollections of Love | 59 | |
| 21. | Memoirs of William Wordsworth. In two volumes, 1851. | |
| Vol. I. | ||
| English Hexameters. 'William, my teacher', &c. | 139 | |
| 22. | An Old Man's Diary. By J. Payne Collier, 1871, 2. | |
| My Godmother's Beard | Part I, pp. 34, 35. | |
| Epigram. 'A very old proverb commands', &c. | ||
| Epitaph on Sir James Mackintosh. [The Two Round Spaces on the Tombstone] | Part I, pp. 61, 62. | |
| A Character. 'A Bird who for his other sins' (15 lines) | Part IV, p. 57. | |
| 23. | Unpublished letters from Samuel Taylor Coleridge to the Rev. John Prior Estlin: Communicated to the Philobiblon Society. | |
| To An Unfortunate Princess. [On a Late Connubial, &c.] | 20 | |
| Lines Addressed to J. Horne Tooke. 'Britons! when last', &c. | 22 | |
| 24. | Letters from the Lake Poets. . . To Daniel Stuart, 1889. | |
| Alcaeus to Sappho | 16 | |
| 25. | Memorials of Coleorton. Edited by W. Knight. Two vols., 1887. | |
| Vol. I. | ||
| Mont Blanc, The Summit of the Vale of Chamouny, An Hour before Sunrise—A Hymn. [As sent to Sir George Beaumont.] | 26 | |
| To William Wordsworth. Composed for the greater part on the same night after the finishing of his recitation of the Poem in thirteen Books, on the Growth of his own Mind. [As sent to Sir G. Beaumont, Jan. 1807.] | ||
| 26. | Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics. Edited by F. T. Palgrave 1896. | |
| Love | 199 | |
| Kubla Khan | 308 | |
| Youth and Age | 323 | |
No. IV
INDEX OF FIRST LINES
| PAGE | |
| A bird, who for his other sins | [451] |
| A blesséd lot hath he, who having passed | [173] |
| A green and silent spot, amid the hills | [256] |
| 'A heavy wit shall hang at every lord' | [973] |
| A joke (cries Jack) without a sting | [961] |
| A little further, O my father | [288] |
| A long deep lane | [992] |
| A lovely form there sate beside my bed | [484] |
| A low dead Thunder mutter'd thro' the night | [1005] |
| A Lutheran stout, I hold for Goose-and-Gaundry | [975] |
| A maniac in the woods | [993] |
| A mount, not wearisome and bare and steep | [155] |
| A poor benighted Pedlar knock'd | [967] |
| A sumptuous and magnificent Revenge | [1000] |
| A sunny shaft did I behold | [426], [919] |
| A sworded man whose trade is blood | [397] |
| A wind that with Aurora hath abiding | [1011] |
| Ah! cease thy tears and sobs, my little Life | [91] |
| Ah! not by Cam or Isis, famous streams | [424] |
| All are not born to soar—and ah! how few | [26] |
| All look and likeness caught from earth | [393] |
| All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair | [447], [1111] |
| All thoughts, all passions, all delights | [330] |
| Almost awake? Why, what is this, and whence | [211] |
| An evil spirit's on thee, friend! of late! | [964] |
| An excellent adage commands that we should | [971] |
| An Ox, long fed with musty hay | [299] |
| And arrows steeled with wrath | [994] |
| And cauldrons the scoop'd earth, a boiling sea | [989] |
| And in Life's noisiest hour | [1002] |
| And my heart mantles in its own delight | [1002] |
| And Pity's sigh shall answer thy tale of Anguish | [990] |
| And re-implace God's Image of the Soul | [994] |
| And this place our forefathers made for man | [185] |
| And this reft house is that the which he built | [211] |
| And with my whole heart sing the stately song | [994] |
| And write Impromptus | [989] |
| Are there two things, of all which men possess | [361] |
| As Dick and I at Charing Cross were walking | [960] |
| As I am a Rhymer | [477] |
| As late each flower that sweetest blows | [45] |
| As late I journey'd o'er the extensive plain | [11] |
| As late I lay in Slumber's shadowy vale | [80] |
| As late, in wreaths, gay flowers I bound | [33] |
| As late on Skiddaw's mount I lay supine | [350] |
| As long as ere the life-blood's running | [961] |
| As oft mine eye with careless glance | [104] |
| As some vast Tropic tree, itself a wood | [1001] |
| As the shy hind, the soft-eyed gentle Brute | [1013] |
| As the tir'd savage, who his drowsy frame | [1023] |
| As when a child on some long Winter's night | [85] |
| As when far off the warbled strains are heard | [82] |
| As when the new or full Moon urges | [1005] |
| At midnight by the stream I roved | [253] |
| Auspicious Reverence! Hush all meaner song | [131], [1024] |
| Away, those cloudy looks, that labouring sigh | [90] |
| Be proud as Spaniards! Leap for pride ye Fleas! | [980] |
| 'Be, rather than be called, a child of God' | [312] |
| Behind the thin Grey cloud | [992] |
| Behold yon row of pines, that shorn and bow'd | [1006] |
| Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun | [396] |
| Beneath this stone does William Hazlitt lie | [962] |
| Beneath this thorn when I was young | [269] |
| Beneath yon birch with silver bark | [293] |
| Benign shooting stars, ecstatic delight | [1015] |
| Bob now resolves on marriage schemes to trample | [953] |
| Bright cloud of reverence, sufferably bright | [998] |
| Britannia's boast, her glory and her pride | [970] |
| Britons! when last ye met, with distant streak | [150] |
| Broad-breasted Pollards, with broad-branching heads | [992] |
| Broad-breasted rook-hanging cliff that glasses | [988] |
| By many a booby's vengeance bit | [953] |
| Charles, grave or merry, at no lie would stick | [964] |
| Charles! my slow heart was only sad, when first | [154] |
| Child of my muse! in Barbour's gentle hand | [483] |
| Come, come thou bleak December wind | [1001] |
| Come hither, gently rowing | [311] |
| Come; your opinion of my manuscript | [967] |
| Cupid, if storying Legends tell aright | [46] |
| Dear Charles! whilst yet thou wert a babe, I ween | [158] |
| Dear native Brook! wild Streamlet of the West | [48] |
| Dear tho' unseen! tho' I have left behind | [468] |
| Deep in the gulph of Vice and Woe | [12] |
| Depart in joy from this world's noise and strife | [177] |
| Didst thou think less of thy dear self | [965] |
| Dim Hour! that sleep'st on pillowing clouds afar | [96] |
| Discontent mild as an infant | [991] |
| Do call, dear Jess, whene'er my way you come | [962] |
| Do you ask what the birds say? The Sparrow, the Dove | [386] |
| Dormi, Jesu! Mater ridet | [417] |
| Due to the Staggerers, that made drunk by Power | [989] |
| Each Bond-street buck conceits, unhappy elf | [968] |
| Each crime that once estranges from the virtues | [1011] |
| Earth! thou mother of numberless children, the nurse and the mother | [327] |
| Edmund! thy grave with aching eye I scan | [76] |
| Encinctured with a twine of leaves | [287] |
| Ere on my bed my limbs I lay (1803) | [389] |
| Ere on my bed my limbs I lay (1806) | [401] |
| Ere Sin could blight or Sorrow fade | [68] |
| Ere the birth of my life, if I wished it or no | [419] |
| Eu! Dei vices gerens, ipse Divus | [981] |
| Farewell, parental scenes! a sad farewell | [29] |
| Farewell, sweet Love! yet blame you not my truth | [402] |
| Fear no more, thou timid Flower | [356] |
| 'Fie, Mr. Coleridge!—and can this be you? | [441] |
| Flowers are lovely, Love is flower-like | [1085], [1086] |
| Fond, peevish, wedded pair! why all this rant? | [984] |
| For ever in the world of Fame | [1013] |
| Frail creatures are we all! To be the best | [486] |
| Friend, Lover, Husband, Sister, Brother | [392] |
| Friend of the wise! and Teacher of the Good | [403] |
| Friend pure of heart and fervent! we have learnt | [1008] |
| Friends should be weigh'd, not told; who boasts to have won | [963] |
| From his brimstone bed at break of day | [319] |
| From me, Aurelia! you desired | [966] |
| From Rufa's eye sly Cupid shot his dart | [952] |
| From yonder tomb of recent date | [955] |
| Gently I took that which ungently came | [488] |
| Γνῶθι σεαυτόν!—and is this the prime | [487] |
| Go little Pipe! for ever I must leave thee | [1016] |
| God be with thee, gladsome Ocean | [359] |
| Gōd ĭs oŭr Strēngth ănd oŭr Rēfŭge | [326] |
| God no distance knows | [989] |
| God's child in Christ adopted,—Christ my all | [490] |
| God's Image, Sister of the Cherubim | [994] |
| Good Candle, thou that with thy brother, Fire | [969] |
| Good verse most good, and bad verse then seems better | [96] |
| Grant me a Patron, gracious Heaven! whene'er | [995] |
| Great goddesses are they to lazy folks | [1008] |
| Hail! festal Easter that dost bring | [1] |
| Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star | [376], [1074] |
| He too has flitted from his secret nest | [457] |
| Hear, my belovéd, an old Milesian story | [307] |
| Hear, sweet Spirit, hear the spell | [420], [552], [849] |
| Heard'st thou yon universal cry | [10] |
| Hence, soul-dissolving Harmony | [28] |
| Hence that fantastic wantonness of woe | [157] |
| Hence! thou fiend of gloomy sway | [34] |
| Her attachment may differ from yours in degree | [484] |
| Here's Jem's first copy of nonsense verses | [983] |
| Here lies a Poet; or what once was he | [1089] |
| Here lies the Devil—ask no other name | [964] |
| Here sleeps at length, poor Col., and without screaming | [970] |
| High o'er the rocks at night I rov'd | [1050], [1051] |
| High o'er the silver rocks I rov'd | [1049] |
| Hippona lets no silly flush | [955] |
| His native accents to her stranger's ear | [1011] |
| His own fair countenance, his kingly forehead | [1005] |
| Hoarse Maevius reads his hobbling verse | [955] |
| How long will ye round me be swelling | [39] |
| How seldom, friend! a good great man inherits | [381] |
| 'How sweet, when crimson colours dart | [353] |
| How warm this woodland wild Recess | [409] |
| Hush! ye clamorous Cares! be mute | [92] |
| I ask'd my fair one happy day | [318] |
| I fancy whenever I spy Nosy | [953] |
| I from the influence of thy Looks receive | [999] |
| I have experienced the worst the world can wreak on me | [1004] |
| I have heard of reasons manifold | [418] |
| I heard a voice from Etna's side | [347] |
| I heard a voice pealing loud triumph to-day | [1014] |
| I hold of all our viperous race | [959] |
| I know it is dark; and though I have lain | [382] |
| I know 'tis but a dream, yet feel more anguish | [998] |
| I love, and he loves me again | [1118] |
| I mix in life, and labour to seem free | [292] |
| I never saw the man whom you describe | [182] |
| I note the moods and feelings men betray | [448] |
| I sigh, fair injur'd stranger! for thy fate | [152] |
| I stand alone, nor tho' my heart should break | [1010] |
| I stood on Brocken's sovran height, and saw | [315] |
| I too a sister had! too cruel Death | [21] |
| I touch this scar upon my skull behind | [984] |
| I wish on earth to sing | [1017] |
| I yet remain To mourn | [1124] |
| If dead, we cease to be; if total gloom | [425] |
| If fair by Nature | [1012] |
| If I had but two little wings | [313] |
| If Love be dead | [475] |
| If Pegasus will let thee only ride him | [21] |
| If the guilt of all lying consists in deceit | [954] |
| If thou wert here, these tears were tears of light | [386] |
| If while my passion I impart | [58] |
| Imagination, honourable aims | [396] |
| Imagination, Mistress of my Love | [49] |
| In a cave in the mountains of Cashmeer | [993] |
| In darkness I remain'd—the neighbour's clock | [990] |
| In Köhln, a town of monks and bones | [477] |
| In many ways does the full heart reveal | [462] |
| In Spain, that land of Monks and Apes | [974] |
| In the corner one | [1012] |
| In the hexameter rises the fountain's silvery column | [308] |
| In this world we dwell among the tombs | [991] |
| In vain I praise thee, Zoilus | [966] |
| In vain I supplicate the Powers above | [1087] |
| In Xanadu did Kubla Khan | [297] |
| It is an ancient Mariner | [187] |
| It is an ancyent Marinere | [1030] |
| It may indeed be phantasy, when I | [429] |
| It was some Spirit, Sheridan! that breath'd | [87] |
| Its balmy lips the infant blest | [417] |
| Jack drinks fine wines, wears modish clothing | [958] |
| Jack finding gold left a rope on the ground | [971] |
| Jack Snipe | [982] |
| Jem writes his verses with more speed | [956] |
| Julia was blest with beauty, wit, and grace | [6] |
| Kayser! to whom, as to a second self | [490] |
| Know thou who walk'st by, Man! that wrapp'd up in lead, man | [961] |
| Know'st thou the land where the pale citrons grow | [311] |
| Lady, to Death we're doom'd, our crime the same | [392] |
| Last Monday all the Papers said | [956] |
| Leanness, disquietude, and secret Pangs | [990] |
| Lest after this life it should prove my sad story | [1090] |
| Let clumps of earth, however glorified | [1008] |
| Let Eagle bid the Tortoise sunward soar | [1001] |
| Let those whose low delights to Earth are given | [427] |
| Light cargoes waft of modulated Sound | [988] |
| Like a lone Arab, old and blind | [488] |
| Like a mighty Giantess | [991] |
| Little Miss Fanny | [987] |
| Lo! through the dusky silence of the groves | [33] |
| Lov'd the same Love, and hated the same hate | [994] |
| Lovely gems of radiance meek | [17] |
| Low was our pretty Cot! our tallest Rose | [106] |
| Lunatic Witch-fires! Ghosts of Light and Motion! | [979] |
| Maid of my Love, sweet Genevieve | [19] |
| Maid of unboastful charms! whom white-robed Truth | [66] |
| Maiden, that with sullen brow | [171] |
| Mark this holy chapel well | [309] |
| Matilda! I have heard a sweet tune played | [374] |
| Mild Splendour of the various-vested Night | [5] |
| Money, I've heard a wise man say | [972] |
| Most candid critic, what if I | [962] |
| Mourn, Israel! Sons of Israel, mourn | [433] |
| Much on my early youth I love to dwell | [64] |
| My dearest Dawtie | [984] |
| My eyes make pictures, when they are shut | [385] |
| My father confessor is strict and holy | [969] |
| My heart has thanked thee, Bowles! for those soft strains | [84], [85] |
| My heart seraglios a whole host of Joys | [990] |
| My Lesbia, let us love and live | [60] |
| My Lord! though your Lordship repel deviation | [341] |
| My Maker! of thy power the trace | [423] |
| My Merry men all, that drink with glee | [979] |
| My pensive Sara! thy soft cheek reclined | [100], [1021] |
| Myrtle-leaf that, ill besped | [172] |
| Names do not always meet with Love | [997] |
| Nature wrote Rascal on his face | [991] |
| Nay, dearest Anna! why so grave? | [418] |
| Near the lone pile with ivy overspread | [69] |
| Never, believe me | [310] |
| No cloud, no relique of the sunken day | [264] |
| No cold shall thee benumb | [1015] |
| No doleful faces here, no sighing | [954] |
| No more my visionary soul shall dwell | [68] |
| No more 'twixt conscience staggering and the Pope | [460] |
| No mortal spirit yet had clomb so high | [1004] |
| No private grudge they need, no personal spite | [972] |
| Nor cold, nor stern, my soul! yet I detest | [824] |
| Nor travels my meandering eye | [97] |
| Not always should the Tear's ambrosial dew | [83] |
| Not hers To win the sense by words of rhetoric | [1007] |
| Not, Stanhope! with the Patriot's doubtful name | [89] |
| Nothing speaks our mind so well | [975] |
| Now! It is gone—our brief hours travel post | [974] |
| Now prompts the Muse poetic lays | [13] |
| O ——! O ——! of you we complain | [977] |
| O beauty in a beauteous body dight | [999] |
| O! Christmas Day, Oh! happy day! | [460] |
| O fair is Love's first hope to gentle mind | [443] |
| O form'd t'illume a sunless world forlorn | [86] |
| O Friend! O Teacher! God's great Gift to me | [1081] |
| O! I do love thee, meek Simplicity | [210] |
| O! it is pleasant, with a heart at ease | [435] |
| O leave the Lily on its stem | [1053] |
| O man! thou half-dead Angel! | [994] |
| O meek attendant of Sol's setting blaze | [16] |
| O mercy, O me, miserable man | [1005] |
| O Muse who sangest late another's pain | [18] |
| O Peace, that on a lilied bank dost love | [94] |
| O! Superstition is the giant shadow | [1007] |
| O th' Oppressive, irksome weight | [1000] |
| O thou wild Fancy, check thy wing! No more | [51] |
| O thron'd in Heav'n! Sole King of kings | [438] |
| O what a loud and fearful shriek was there | [82] |
| O what a wonder seems the fear of death | [125] |
| O would the Baptist come again | [959] |
| O'er the raised earth the gales of evening sigh | [996] |
| O'er wayward childhood would'st thou hold firm rule | [481] |
| O'erhung with yew, midway the Muses mount | [1003] |
| Of him that in this gorgeous tomb doth lie | [961] |
| Of late, in one of those most weary hours | [478] |
| Of one scrap of science I've evidence ocular | [985] |
| Of smart pretty Fellows in Bristol are numbers, some | [952] |
| Oft o'er my brain does that strange fancy roll | [153] |
| Oft, oft methinks, the while with thee | [388] |
| Oh! might my ill-past hours return again | [7] |
| Oh! the procrastinating idle rogue | [817] |
| Old age, 'the shape and messenger of Death' | [989] |
| Old Harpy jeers at castles in the air | [965] |
| On nothing, Fanny, shall I write? | [973] |
| On stern Blencartha's perilous height | [347] |
| On the broad mountain-top | [992] |
| On the sky with liquid openings of Blue | [1109] |
| On the tenth day of September | [1084] |
| On the wide level of a mountain's head | [419] |
| On wide or narrow scale shall Man | [30] |
| Or Wren or Linnet | [1002] |
| Once again, sweet Willow, wave thee | [1018] |
| Once could the Morn's first beams, the healthful breeze | [17] |
| Once more! sweet Stream! with slow foot wandering near | [58] |
| One kiss, dear Maid! I said and sigh'd | [63] |
| Oppress'd, confused, with grief and pain | [436] |
| Our English poets, bad and good, agree | [968] |
| Outmalic'd Calumny's imposthum'd Tongue | [989] |
| Over the broad, the shallow, rapid stream | [998] |
| Pains ventral, subventral | [985] |
| Pale Roamer through the night! thou poor Forlorn | [71] |
| Parry seeks the Polar ridge | [972] |
| Pass under Jack's window at twelve at night | [963] |
| Pensive at eve on the hard world I mus'd | [209] |
| Perish warmth | [989] |
| Phidias changed marble into feet and legs | [984] |
| Pity! mourn in plaintive tone | [61] |
| Plucking flowers from the Galaxy | [978] |
| Pluto commanded death to take away | [957] |
| Poor little Foal of an oppressed race | [74] |
| Promptress of unnumber'd sighs | [55] |
| Quae linquam, aut nihil, aut nihili, aut vix sunt mea. Sordes | [462] |
| Quoth Dick to me, as once at College | [414] |
| Repeating Such verse as Bowles | [977] |
| Resembles life what once was deem'd of light | [394] |
| Richer than Miser o'er his countless hoards | [57] |
| Rush on my ear, a cataract of sound | [990] |
| Sad lot, to have no Hope! Though lowly kneeling | [416] |
| Said William to Edmund I can't guess the reason | [951] |
| Say what you will, Ingenious Youth | [954] |
| Scarce any scandal, but has a handle | [965] |
| Schiller! that hour I would have wish'd to die | [72] |
| Sea-ward, white gleaming thro' the busy scud | [997] |
| Semper Elisa! mihi tu suaveolentia donas | [1010] |
| Seraphs! around th' Eternal's seat who throng | [5] |
| She gave with joy her virgin breast | [306] |
| 'She's secret as the grave, allow!' | [971] |
| Since all that beat about in Nature's range | [455] |
| Sing, impassionate Soul! of Mohammed the complicate story | [1016] |
| Sister of love-lorn Poets, Philomel | [93] |
| Sisters! sisters! who sent you here? | [237] |
| Sleep, sweet babe! my cares beguiling | [417] |
| Sly Beelzebub took all occasions | [957] |
| Smooth, shining, and deceitful as thin Ice | [990] |
| So great the charms of Mrs. Mundy | [976] |
| So Mr. Baker heart did pluck | [973] |
| Sole maid, associate sole, to me beyond | [1004] |
| Sole Positive of Night | [431] |
| Some are home-sick—some two or three | [443] |
| Some, Thelwall! to the Patriot's meed aspire | [1090] |
| Some whim or fancy pleases every eye | [970] |
| Songs of Shepherds and rustical Roundelays | [1018] |
| Southey! thy melodies steal o'er mine ear | [87] |
| Speak out, Sir! you're safe, for so ruddy your nose | [958] |
| Spirit who sweepest the wild Harp of Time | [160] |
| Splendour's fondly-fostered child | [335] |
| Stanhope! I hail, with ardent Hymn, thy name | [89] |
| Stop, Christian passer-by!—Stop, child of God | [491], [1088] |
| Stranger! whose eyes a look of pity shew | [248] |
| Stretch'd on a moulder'd Abbey's broadest wall | [73] |
| Strong spirit-bidding sounds | [399] |
| Strongly it bears us along in swelling and limitless billows | [307] |
| Such fierce vivacity as fires the eye | [991] |
| Such love as mourning Husbands have | [998] |
| Swans sing before they die—'twere no bad thing | [960] |
| Sweet flower! that peeping from thy russet stem | [148] |
| Sweet Gift! and always doth Elisa send | [1009] |
| Sweet Mercy! how my very heart has bled | [93] |
| Sweet Muse! companion of my every hour | [16] |
| Tell me, on what holy ground | [71], [501] |
| Terrible and loud | [991] |
| That darling of the Tragic Muse | [67] |
| That France has put us oft to rout | [968] |
| That Jealousy may rule a mind | [484] |
| The angel's like a flea | [1009] |
| The body, Eternal Shadow of the finite Soul | [1001] |
| The Brook runs over sea-weeds | [992] |
| The builder left one narrow rent | [1003] |
| The butterfly the ancient Grecians made | [412] |
| The cloud doth gather, the greenwood roar | [653] |
| The Devil believes that the Lord will come | [353] |
| The dubious light sad glimmers o'er the sky | [36] |
| The dust flies smothering, as on clatt'ring wheel | [56] |
| The early Year's fast-flying vapours stray | [148] |
| The fervid Sun had more than halv'd the day | [24] |
| The Fox, and Statesman subtile wiles ensure | [1089] |
| The Frost performs its secret ministry | [240] |
| The grapes upon the Vicar's wall | [276] |
| The guilty pomp, consuming while it flares | [990] |
| The hour-bell sounds, and I must go | [61] |
| The indignant Bard composed this furious ode | [27] |
| The mild despairing of a Heart resigned | [991] |
| The Moon, how definite its orb | [997] |
| The piteous sobs that choke the Virgin's breath | [155] |
| The Pleasures sport beneath the thatch | [997] |
| The poet in his lone yet genial hour | [345] |
| The reed roof'd village still bepatch'd with snow | [1002] |
| The rose that blushes like the morn | [973] |
| The shepherds went their hasty way | [338] |
| The silence of a City, how awful at Midnight | [999] |
| The singing Kettle and the purring Cat | [1003] |
| The sole true Something—This! In Limbo's Den | [429] |
| The solemn-breathing air is ended | [59] |
| The spruce and limber yellow-hammer | [1002] |
| The stars that wont to start, as on a chace | [486] |
| The stream with languid murmur creeps | [38] |
| The subtle snow | [993] |
| The Sun (for now his orb 'gan slowly sink) | [990] |
| 'The Sun is not yet risen | [469] |
| The Sun with gentle beams his rage disguises | [1010] |
| The sunshine lies on the cottage-wall | [993] |
| The swallows Interweaving there | [992] |
| The tear which mourn'd a brother's fate scarce dry | [20] |
| The tedded hay, the first fruits of the soil | [345] |
| The tongue can't speak when the mouth is cramm'd with earth | [994] |
| Then Jerome did call | [1019] |
| There are, I am told, who sharply criticise | [816] |
| There are two births, the one when Light | [362] |
| There comes from old Avaro's grave | [954] |
| There in some darksome shade | [1018] |
| Thicker than rain-drops on November thorn | [1010] |
| This be the meed, that thy song creates a thousand-fold echo | [391] |
| This day among the faithful plac'd | [176] |
| This, Hannah Scollock! may have been the case | [981] |
| This is now—this was erst | [22] |
| This is the time, when most divine to hear | [108] |
| This Sycamore, oft musical with bees | [381] |
| This way or that, ye Powers above me | [974] |
| This yearning heart (Love! witness what I say) | [362] |
| Thou bleedest, my poor Heart! and thy distress | [72] |
| Thou gentle Look, that didst my soul beguile | [47] |
| Thou who in youthful vigour rich, and light | [349] |
| Though friendships differ endless in degree | [1012] |
| Tho' Miss ——'s match is a subject of mirth | [952] |
| Tho' much averse, dear Jack, to flicker | [37] |
| Tho' no bold flights to thee belong | [9] |
| Though rous'd by that dark Vizir Riot rude | [81] |
| Though veiled in spires of myrtle-wreath | [450] |
| Three truths should make thee often think and pause | [966] |
| Through weeds and thorns, and matted underwood | [369] |
| Thus far my scanty brain hath built the rhyme | [78] |
| Thus she said, and all around | [1015] |
| Thy babes ne'er greet thee with the father's name | [960] |
| Thy lap-dog, Rufa, is a dainty beast | [960] |
| Thy smiles I note, sweet early Flower | [149] |
| Thy stern and sullen eye, and thy dark brow | [994] |
| 'Tis hard on Bagshot Heath to try | [26] |
| 'Tis mine and it is likewise yours | [997] |
| 'Tis not the lily-brow I prize | [483] |
| 'Tis sweet to him who all the week | [314] |
| 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock | [215] |
| 'Tis true, Idoloclastes Satyrane | [413] |
| To be ruled like a Frenchman the Briton is both | [953] |
| To know, to esteem, to love,—and then to part | [410] |
| To praise men as good, and to take them for such | [486] |
| To tempt the dangerous deep, too venturous youth | [2] |
| To wed a fool, I really cannot see | [963] |
| Tom Hill, who laughs at Cares and Woes | [974] |
| Tom Slothful talks, as slothful Tom beseems | [967] |
| Tranquillity! thou better name | [360] |
| Trōchĕe trīps frŏm long tŏ shōrt | [401] |
| Truth I pursued, as Fancy sketch'd the way | [1008] |
| 'Twas my last waking thought, how it could be | [454] |
| 'Twas not a mist, nor was it quite a cloud | [1000] |
| 'Twas sweet to know it only possible | [992] |
| Two things hast thou made known to half the nation | [964] |
| Two wedded hearts, if ere were such | [1003] |
| Unboastful Bard! whose verse concise yet clear | [102] |
| Unchanged within, to see all changed without | [459] |
| Under the arms of a goodly oak-tree | [1048] |
| Under this stone does Walter Harcourt lie | [962] |
| Underneath an old oak tree | [169] |
| Ungrateful he, who pluck'd thee from thy stalk | [70] |
| Unperishing youth | [308] |
| Up, up! ye dames, and lasses gay | [427] |
| Up, up! ye dames, ye lasses gay | [942] |
| Upon the mountain's edge with light touch resting | [393] |
| Utter the song, O my soul! the flight and return of Mohammed | [329] |
| Verse, a breeze mid blossoms straying | [439] |
| Verse, pictures, music, thoughts both grave and gay | [482] |
| Verse, that Breeze mid blossoms straying | [1085] |
| Virtues and Woes alike too great for man | [37] |
| Vivit sed mihi non vivit—nova forte marita | [56] |
| Water and windmills, greenness, Islets green | [1009] |
| We both attended the same College | [955] |
| We pledged our hearts, my love and I | [391] |
| Well! If the Bard was weather-wise, who made | [362], [1076] |
| Well, they are gone, and here must I remain | [178] |
| We've conquer'd us a Peace, like lads true metalled | [972] |
| We've fought for Peace, and conquer'd it at last | [972] |
| What a spring-tide of Love to dear friends in a shoal | [1010] |
| What boots to tell how o'er his grave | [1011] |
| What is an Epigram? a dwarfish whole | [963] |
| What never is, but only is to be | [999] |
| What now, O Man! thou dost or mean'st to do | [414] |
| What pleasures shall he ever find | [4] |
| What though the chilly wide-mouth'd quacking chorus | [476] |
| Whate'er thou giv'st, it still is sweet to me | [1010] |
| When British Freedom for an happier land | [79] |
| When Hope but made Tranquillity be felt | [1004] |
| When Surface talks of other people's worth | [969] |
| When the squalls were flitting and fleering | [980] |
| When they did greet me father, sudden awe | [152] |
| When thieves come, I bark: when gallants, I am still | [966] |
| When thou to my true-love com'st | [326] |
| When thy Beauty appears | [1016] |
| When Youth his faery reign began | [62] |
| Whene'er the mist, that stands 'twixt God and thee | [487] |
| Where Cam his stealthy flowings most dissembles | [988] |
| Where deep in mud Cam rolls his slumbrous stream | [35] |
| Where graced with many a classic spoil | [29] |
| Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O'Kellyn | [432] |
| Where true Love burns Desire is love's pure flame | [485] |
| Where'er I find the Good, the True, the Fair | [1011] |
| Wherefore art thou come? | [989] |
| While my young cheek retains its healthful hues | [236] |
| Whilst pale Anxiety, corrosive Care | [69] |
| Whom should I choose for my Judge? | [1000] |
| Whom the untaught Shepherds call | [40] |
| Why is my Love like the Sun? | [1109] |
| Why need I say, Louisa dear | [252] |
| William, my teacher, my friend | [304] |
| Wisdom, Mother of retired Thought | [991] |
| With Donne, whose muse on dromedary trots | [433] |
| With many a pause and oft reverted eye | [94] |
| With many a weary step at length I gain | [56] |
| With secret hand heal the conjectur'd wound | [988] |
| With skill that never Alchemist yet told | [995] |
| Within these circling hollies woodbine-clad | [409] |
| Within these wilds was Anna wont to rove | [16] |
| Ye Clouds! that far above me float and pause | [243] |
| Ye drinkers of Stingo and Nappy so free | [978] |
| Ye fowls of ill presage | [1017] |
| Ye Gales, that of the Lark's repose | [35] |
| Ye harp-controlling hymns | [1006] |
| Ye souls unus'd to lofty verse | [8] |
| Yes, noble old Warrior! this heart has beat high | [317] |
| Yes, yes! that boon, life's richest treat | [466] |
| Yet art thou happier far than she | [62] |
| Yon row of bleak and visionary pines | [1006] |
| You're careful o'er your wealth 'tis true | [958] |
| You come from o'er the waters | [987] |
| You loved the daughter of Don Manrique? | [421] |
| You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within | [1002] |
| Your Poem must eternal be | [959] |
Oxford: Horace Hart, Printer to the University
TRANSCRIBER'S NOTES:
Pages xxviii and 494 are blank in the original.
Ellipses in the text are represented as in the original. Ellipses in poetry are indicated by a row of asterisks.
Changes have been made to the text to reflect the corrections mentioned in the Errata listings on page xxvi of Vol. I. and on page viii of Vol. II. The Errata listings are included for completeness.
The quotation marks in THE RIME OF THE ANCYENT MARINERE are exactly as printed in the original.
Inconsistencies in spelling, hyphenation, and accents have been left as in the original.
The following corrections have been made to the text:
page xiii: V. Koskiusko. [MS. Letter, Dec. 17, 1794.] {original is missing period and has closing parenthesis instead of bracket}
page xvii: Youth and Age. [MS. S. T. C.:{original is missing period after C} MSS. (1, 2) Notebook.]
page 51: 28 gleam] gleams 1796, 1797, 1803{original has 11803}, 1893.
page 207: When the ivy-tod{original has ivv-tod} is heavy
page 218: [Lines 82, 83, . . . palfrey white.]{ending bracket is missing in original}
page 237: 20 Both] Famine M.{period missing in original} P.
page 256: Title] Fears &c. Written, April 1798, during the Alarms of an Invasion MS.{original has extraneous comma} W.
page 328: Deep was the shudder, O Earth!{exclamation point missing in original}
page 368: Dear Lady!{exclamation point missing in original} friend devoutest
page 376: (1) MS. A, sent to Sir George Beaumont, Oct. 1803 (see Coleorton Letters){ending parenthesis is missing in original}, 1886, i. 26;
page 442: "{quotation mark missing in original}Thus, long accustom'd
page 445: 'I guess we shall have rain to-day!'{quotation mark missing in original}
Footnote [133:1] Balda-Zhiok, i. e.{period missing in original} mons altitudinis
Footnote [256:1] alarm respecting the threatened invasion.{original has extraneous quotation mark}
Footnote [293:1] Coleridge synchronizes the Dark Ladié (a poem which he was 'preparing' with the Christabel){ending parenthesis is missing in original}].
page 564: Between 19 and 31] And marking that the moonlight came from thence,{original has period}
page 607 (line 137): The soldier's boldness constitutes{original has constitues} his freedom.
page 718: [56] Octavio (coldly). 1800, 1828, 1829.{Note removed as a duplicate of [55].}
page 731: [Before 72] Duchess (anxiously). 1800,{comma is missing in original} 1828
page 741: [39] Wallenstein (with eager expectation).{period is missing in original} Well?
page 754: [117{original has 17}] thou
page 765: Butler and Gordon.{period is missing in original}
page 771: [After 9] [Wallenstein shudders and turns pale{original has extraneous closing parenthesis}.
page 850 (line 91): What if{original has opening parenthesis followed by the word if} (his stedfast eye still beaming pity
page 868: removed superscripted 1 at the end of line 1 as there is no footnote
page 879: [255] and suddenly stabs Ordonio.{period is missing in original}
page 879: [255] [Note. In his.... [For MS. version of this variant see note on p. 597.]{original is missing second closing bracket}
page 906 (line 181): added the word "Is" at the beginning of the line—verified in The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, published by Harper Brothers, New York, 1854
page 929: [112] Laska (recovering himself).{period is missing in original}
page 934 (line 292): devotion is akin to love,{original has period after the comma}
page 982: First collected P. and D. W.{period is missing in original}
page 1146: {original has unmatched opening bracket}For lines 1-63 vide ante, No. III
page 1158: Apud Athenæum.{original has a comma}
Footnote [598:1] (an undramatic superstition ... pleasing associations, as the Sun and Moon) {original has duplicate word Astrology before and after the material in parentheses}
To maintain consistency, initials referring to manuscripts are spaced throughout the text.
When there is more than one poem on a page, the linenotes in the original repeat the title. This title has been removed. When there is more than one scene on a page, the linenotes in the original repeat the scene number. This number has been removed.
In "The Piccolomini," some of the drama is written in prose. The lines are numbered. Where words are hyphenated in the original, the parts have been rejoined and the first part of the word moved down to the beginning of the following line. In the list below, the slash indicates where the hyphen occurs in the original.
| Act I, Scene VI: | |||
| lines 5-6 | orders/--no | ||
| lines 7-8 | counter/manded | ||
| Act II, Scene VIII: | |||
| lines 23-24 | determina/tion | ||
| Act II, Scene XII: | |||
| lines 5-6 | splen/did | ||
| lines 15-16 | Tie/fenbach | ||
| lines 31-32 | tale-/bearers | ||
| lines 34-35 | gold.--/And | ||
| lines 58-59 | Rudolph--/a | [moved up] | |
| lines 99-100 | Fron/tignac!--Snapped | ||
| lines 111-112 | con/fidentially | ||
| Act II, Scene XIII: | |||
| lines 11-12 | me--/talk | ||
| lines 23-24 | pre/cedence | ||
| lines 25-26 | permission--/Good | ||
| lines 44-45 | com/plaint | ||
| lines 46-47 | Chaly/beate | ||
| lines 59-60 | Mara/das | ||
| lines 65-66 | com/pliment!--For | ||
| lines 66-67 | re/maining | ||
| lines 68-69 | Lieutenant-/General | ||
| Act II, Scene XIV: | |||
| lines 22-23 | brother!--/Hast | ||
| lines 72-73 | over-scrupu/lously | ||
| lines 76-77 | army-/purveyancer | ||
In the Preface to "The Death of Wallenstein," the lines are numbered. Where words are hyphenated in the original, the parts have been rejoined and the first part of the word moved down to the beginning of the following line. In the list below, the slash indicates where the hyphen occurs in the original.
| lines 1-2 | Wallen/stein | |
| lines 10-11 | trans/lated | |
| lines 12-13 | com/parative | |
| lines 28-29 | His/tory | |
| lines 47-48 | Piccolo/mini | [moved up] |
| lines 61-62 | Trans/lator | |
| lines 68-69 | com/pensation |
In Act I, Scene I of "The Triumph of Loyalty," the lines are numbered. Where words are hyphenated in the original, the parts have been rejoined and the first part of the word moved down to the beginning of the following line. In the list below, the slash indicates where the hyphen occurs in the original.
| lines 5-6 | Cas/tilian |
| lines 60-61 | judge/ment--she |
In Appendix I, part of the poem "Youth and Age" has numbered lines. Where words are hyphenated in the original, the parts have been rejoined and the first part of the word moved down to the beginning of the following line. In the list below, the slash indicates where the hyphen occurs in the original.
| lines 13-14 | spark/ling |
| lines 16-17 | side/--out |
In Appendix II, the "Allegoric Vision" has numbered lines. Where words are hyphenated in the original, the parts have been rejoined and the first part of the word moved down to the beginning of the following line. In the list below, the slash indicates where the hyphen occurs in the original.
| lines 26-27 | disap/pointments | |
| lines 59-60 | im/mediately | |
| lines 74-75 | pin/ing | |
| lines 77-78 | move/ments | |
| lines 91-91 | sprink/lings | |
| lines 106-107 | extre/mity | |
| lines 123-124 | some/thing | |
| lines 127-128 | uncer/tainty | |
| lines 148-149 | over/taken | [moved up] |
| lines 161-162 | demean/our | [moved up] |
| lines 170-171 | dim-/eyed | [moved up] |
| lines 181-182 | mys/teries |
In Appendix III, the "Apologetic Preface to 'Fire, Famine, and Slaughter'" has numbered lines. Where words are hyphenated in the original, the parts have been rejoined and the first part of the word moved down to the beginning of the following line. In the list below, the slash indicates where the hyphen occurs in the original.
| lines 2-3 | cul/tivated | |
| lines 25-26 | Anti-/Gallican | |
| lines 34-35 | com/pensated | |
| lines 38-39 | illus/trious | |
| lines 147-148 | appari/tions | |
| lines 157-158 | imagina/tion | [moved up] |
| lines 170-171 | con/cluded | |
| lines 174-175 | epigram/matic | [moved up] |
| lines 193-194 | occa/sion | |
| lines 207-208 | re/published | |
| lines 251-252 | pass/age | [moved up] |
| lines 267-268 | com/pared | |
| lines 278-279 | tran/scendant | |
| lines 285-286 | wil/fully | |
| lines 301-302 | disposi/tions | |
| lines 302-303 | punish/ment | |
| lines 308-309 | hypotheti/cally | |
| lines 315-316 | calum/niators | |
| lines 319-320 | anti-/prelatist | [moved up] |
| lines 339-340 | per/secution | |
| lines 353-354 | con/tented | |
| lines 359-360 | tempta/tion | |
| lines 361-362 | tolera/tion | |
| lines 370-371 | sup/port | |
| lines 378-379 | Church-anti/quity | [moved up] |
| lines 381-382 | church-/communion | [moved up] |
| lines 394-395 | ex/pressed | |
| lines 399-400 | inter/misceant | |
| lines 408-409 | alle/gorical | [moved up] |
| lines 437-438 | dun/geoning | |
| lines 439-440 | con/cerning | [moved up] |
| lines 454-455 | charac/ters | |
| lines 464-465 | truth,—/when | |
| lines 467-468 | main/taining | |
| lines 472-473 | primi/tive | |
| lines 478-479 | reli/gious |
In the individual entries in the Bibliography, words in bold are in a Gothic font in the original.