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Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Epigram on Kepler [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Wykonawca: Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Album: The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Vol II
Gatunek: Poetry
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33

No mortal spirit yet had clomb so high
As Kepler—yet his Country saw him die
For very want! the Minds alone he fed,
And so the Bodies left him without bread.

34

When Hope but made Tranquillity be felt:
A flight of Hope for ever on the wing
But made Tranquillity a conscious thing;
And wheeling round and round in sportive coil,
Fann'd the calm air upon the brow of Toil.

35

                                I have experienced
The worst the world can wreak on me—the worst
That can make Life indifferent, yet disturb
With whisper'd discontent the dying prayer—
I have beheld the whole of all, wherein
My heart had any interest in this life
To be disrent and torn from off my Hopes
That nothing now is left. Why then live on?
That hostage that the world had in its keeping
Given by me as a pledge that I would live—
That hope of Her, say rather that pure Faith
In her fix'd Love, which held me to keep truce
With the tyranny of Life—is gone, ah! whither?
What boots it to reply? 'tis gone! and now
Well may I break this Pact, this league of Blood
That ties me to myself—and break I shall.

36

As when the new or full Moon urges
The high, large, long, unbreaking surges
Of the Pacific main.


37

O mercy, O me, miserable man!
Slowly my wisdom, and how slowly comes
My Virtue! and how rapidly pass off
My Joys! my Hopes! my Friendships, and my Love!

38

A low dead Thunder mutter'd thro' the night,
As 'twere a giant angry in his sleep—
Nature! sweet nurse, O take me in thy lap
And tell me of my Father yet unseen,
Sweet tales, and true, that lull me into sleep
And leave me dreaming.

39

His own fair countenance, his kingly forehead,
His tender smiles, Love's day-dawn on his lips,
Put on such heavenly, spiritual light,
At the same moment in his steadfast eye
Were Virtue's native crest, th' innocent soul's
Unconscious meek self-heraldry,—to man
Genial, and pleasant to his guardian angel.
He suffer'd nor complain'd;—though oft with tears
He mourn'd th' oppression of his helpless brethren,—
And sometimes with a deeper holier grief
Mourn'd for the oppressor—but this in sabbath hours—
A solemn grief, that like a cloud at sunset,
Was but the veil of inward meditation
Pierced thro' and saturate with the intellectual rays
It soften'd.

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Utwory na albumie The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Vol II
1.
Cholera Cured Before-hand
535
2.
[De Profundis Clamavi]
518
3.
Pondere non Numero
499
4.
A Plaintive Movement
439
5.
Scarce any scandal
426
6.
Profuse Kindness
420
7.
[A Liar by Profession]
408
8.
The Taste of the Times
406
9.
Rufa
403
10.
Epigram on Kepler
403
11.
For a House-Dog's Collar
401
12.
To be ruled like a Frenchman
391
13.
On the Most Veracious Anecdotist
389
14.
Translation of a Fragment of Heraclitus
385
15.
To my Candle
385
16.
There in some darksome shade'
384
17.
When Surface talks
383
18.
On a Volunteer Singer
383
19.
The Proper Unmodified Dochmius
382
20.
Fragments
380
21.
[L'Enfant Prodigue]
379
22.
Comparative Brevity of Greek and English
375
23.
A Hint to Premiers and First Consuls
375
24.
[Ex Libris S. T. C.]
375
25.
On a Reader of His Own Verses
372
26.
Epitaph on a Mercenary Miser
371
27.
Say what you will, Ingenious Youth
368
28.
The Wills of the Wisp
367
29.
On Deputy ——
365
30.
Elisa: Translated from Claudian
365
31.
Epitaph on Himself
364
32.
Nonsense Sapphics
362
33.
My Godmother's Beard
357
34.
Charles, grave or merry
356
35.
A Simile
356
36.
To a Certain Modern Narcissus
353
37.
On the Curious Circumstance, That in the German
351
38.
Association of Ideas
345
39.
Always Audible
345
40.
An evil spirit's on thee, friend
337
41.
[Ars Poetica]
331
42.
Once again, sweet Willow, wave thee'
331
43.
Here lies the Devil
326
44.
Songs of Shepherds, and rustical Roundelays'
326
45.
Fragment of an Ode on Napoleon
325
46.
Baron Guelph of Adelstan. A Fragment
325
47.
[The Night-Mare Death in Life]
322
48.
Each Bond-street buck
321
49.
To Captain Findlay
316
50.
Over my Cottage
316
51.
Bo-Peep and I Spy—
315
52.
A Metrical Accident
314
53.
Song, To be Sung by the Lovers of all the noble liquors
310
54.
To One Who Published in Print
309
55.
Nonsense
308
56.
So Mr. Baker
308
57.
Epitaph on Major Dieman
307
58.
To T. Poole: An Invitation
305
59.
The Bridge Street Committee
305
60.
A Beck in Winter
304
61.
The Alternative
303
62.
On the Above
303
63.
Nothing speaks our mind
302
64.
Epitaph on a Bad Man (Three Versions)
301
65.
To Susan Steele
301
66.
ΕΓΩΕΝΚΑΙΠΑΝ
301
67.
On the Sickness of a Great Minister
300
68.
[Hippona]
299
69.
On the Secrecy of a Certain Lady
299
70.
Inscription for a Time-piece
299
71.
Written in an Album
297
72.
To a Child
295
73.
On a Late Marriage between an Old Maid and French Petit Maître
295
74.
On an Insignificant
295
75.
Epitaph of the Present Year on the Monument of Thomas Fuller
294
76.
Verses Trivocular
293
77.
An excellent adage
292
78.
Occasioned by the Last
291
79.
On Donne's Poem 'To a Flea'
290
80.
From me, Aurelia
290
81.
Nonsense ('I wish on earth to sing')
290
82.
The Compliment Qualified
290
83.
Of smart pretty Fellows
290
84.
[Ninety-Eight]
289
85.
To Edward Irving
288
86.
The Netherlands
288
87.
[Not a Critic—But a Judge]
288
88.
Occasioned by the Former
288
89.
To a Lady who requested me to Write a Poem upon Nothing
288
90.
On an Amorous Doctor
288
91.
Job's Luck
288
92.
[To a Virtuous Oeconomist]
287
93.
On Mr. Ross, usually Cognominated Nosy
287
94.
Spots in the Sun
287
95.
Trochaics
287
96.
From an Old German Poet
286
97.
On Pitt and Fox
286
98.
Napoleon
286
99.
If the guilt of all lying
283
100.
Bob now resolves
283
101.
Lines in a German Student's Album
282
102.
On Sir Rubicund Naso
282
103.
To a Critic
281
104.
To a Well-known Musical Critic
280
105.
Fragments from a Notebook
280
106.
Lines to Thomas Poole
280
107.
What is an Epigram
280
108.
In vain I praise thee, Zoilus
280
109.
To a Vain Young Lady
279
110.
An Apology for Spencers
279
111.
Nonsense Verses
278
112.
Old Harpy
278
113.
In Spain, that land
278
114.
There comes from old Avaro's grave
276
115.
To Baby Bates
274
116.
An Experiment for a Metre
274
117.
Authors and Publishers
273
118.
Sentimental
272
119.
Imitated from Aristophanes
272
120.
[Luther—De Dæmonibus]
272
121.
Money, I've heard
272
122.
Translation of the First Strophe of Pindar's Second Olympic
271
123.
Modern Critics
271
124.
Μωροσοφία, or Wisdom in Folly
268
125.
Drinking versus Thinking
263
126.
Iambics
263
127.
The Three Sorts of Friends
261
128.
To a Proud Parent
259
129.
On a Slanderer
256
130.
[Dear Brother Jem]
255
131.
To Mr. Pye
254
132.
On a Report of a Minister's Death
254
133.
Motto for a Transparency
214
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