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Quotes from Christabel — Samuel Taylor Coleridge

1772–1834 England

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Behold! her bosom and half her side—
A sight to dream of, not to tell!

Christabel (1797)

Each matin bell, the Baron saith,
Knells us back to a world of death.

Christabel (1797)

Her gentle limbs did she undress,
And lay down in her loveliness.

Christabel (1797)

That saints will aid if men will call:
For the blue sky bends over all!

Christabel (1797)

’Tis a month before the month of May,
And the spring comes slowly up this way.

Christabel (1797)

A lady so richly clad as she,
Beautiful exceedingly!

Christabel (1797)

Sir Leoline, the Baron rich,
Hath a toothless mastiff bitch.

Christabel (1797)

Alas! they had been friends in youth;
But whispering tongues can poison truth;
And constancy lives in realms above;
And life is thorny; and youth is vain;
And to be wroth with one we love
Doth work like madness in the brain.

Christabel (1797)

They stood aloof, the scars remaining,—
Like cliffs which had been rent asunder:
A dreary sea now flows between.

Christabel (1797)

Carv'd with figures strange and sweet,
All made out of the carver's brain.

Christabel (1797)

Perhaps 'tis pretty to force together
Thoughts so all unlike each other;
To mutter and mock a broken charm,
To dally with wrong that does no harm.

Christabel (1797)

Her face, oh call it fair, not pale!

Christabel (1797)

There is not wind enough to twirl
The one red leaf, the last of its clan,
That dances as often as dance it can,
Hanging so light, and hanging so high,
On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.

Christabel (1797)

Attribution

Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Samuel Taylor Coleridge (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.