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Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834) was an English poet, literary critic and philosopher who, with his friend William Wordsworth, was a founder of the Romantic Movement in England and a member of the Lake Poets. He wrote the poems The Rime of the Ancient Mariner and Kubla Khan, as well as the major prose work Biographia Literaria. His critical work, especially on Shakespeare, was highly influential, and he helped introduce German idealist philosophy to English-speaking culture.
Content:
Introduction:
The Spirit of the Age: Mr. Coleridge by William Hazlitt
A Day With Samuel Taylor Coleridge by May Byron
The Life of Samuel Taylor Coleridge by James Gillman
Poetry:
Notable Works:
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
Kubla Khan; or, A Vision in a Dream: A Fragment
Christabel
France: An Ode
LYRICAL BALLADS, WITH A FEW OTHER POEMS (1798)
LYRICAL BALLADS, WITH OTHER POEMS (1800)
THE CONVERSATION POEMS
The Complete Poems in Chronological Order
Plays:
OSORIO
REMORSE
THE FALL OF ROBESPIERRE
ZAPOLYA: A CHRISTMAS TALE IN TWO PARTS
THE PICCOLOMINI
THE DEATH OF WALLENSTEIN
Literary Essays, Lectures and Memoirs:
BIOGRAPHIA LITERARIA
ANIMA POETAE
SHAKSPEARE, WITH INTRODUCTORY MATTER ON POETRY, THE DRAMA AND THE STAGE
AIDS TO REFLECTION
CONFESSIONS OF AN INQUIRING SPIRIT AND MISCELLANEOUS ESSAYS FROM «THE FRIEND»
HINTS TOWARDS THE FORMATION OF A MORE COMPREHENSIVE THEORY OF LIFE
OMNIANA. 1812
A COURSE OF LECTURES
LITERARY NOTES
SPECIMENS OF THE TABLE TALK OF SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
LITERARY REMAINS OF S.T. COLERIDGE
Complete Letters:
LETTERS OF SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
BIBLIOGRAPHIA EPISTOLARIS

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Sunday, April 20, 1804. — Went to church, plain chapel with a picture behind the pulpit, which I was not close enough to see, and at the other end in a nitch, a ‘cross painted’! Was it there before? or was it in complaisance to Maltese superstitions? — Called on Sir A. Ball — there I met General Valette, and delivered my letter to him, — a striking room, very high; 3/4ths of its height from the ground hung with rich crimson silk or velvet; and the 1/4th above, a mass of colours, pictures in compartments rudely done and without perspective or art, but yet very impressively and imagination-stirringly — representing all the events and exploits of the Order. — Some fine pictures, one by Correggio, one of a Cain killing Abel, I do not know by whom.

Monday, April 21, 1804, Hardkain. — Sir A. Ball called on me, and introduced me to Mr. Lane, who was formerly his tutor, but now his chaplain. He invited me to dine with him on Thursday, and made a plan for me to ride to St. Antonio on Tuesday morning with Mr. Lane, offering me a horse. Soon after came on thunder and storm, and my breathing was affected a good deal, but still I was in no discomfort.

April 22, Tuesday morning, six o’clock, was on horseback, and rode to St. Antonio. — Fields with walls, to keep the fort from the rain — mere desolation seemingly, and yet it is fertile. St. Antonio, a pleasant country-house, with a fine but unheeded garden, save among the low orange and lemon trees, still thick with fruit on many of the trees, fruit ripe, blossoms, and the next year’s fruit. Pepper-trees very beautiful, and the locust-tree not amiss. Visited St. John’s — O magnificence!

Wednesday, April 23. — General Valette I called on at his country-house, just out of the gates, near the end of the Botanic Garden, and it is the pleasantest place I have seen here. The multitude of small gardens and orangeries, among the huge masses of fortifications, many of them seeming almost as thick as the gardens inclosed by them are broad. Pomegranate in (beautiful secicle) flower. Under a bridge over a dry ditch saw the largest prickly pear. Elkhorns for trunk, and then its leaves — but go and look and look. — (Hard rain.) We sheltered in the Botanic Garden; yet reached home not unwetted.”

The simplicity of Coleridge’s manners, and entire absence of all show of business-like habits, amongst men chiefly mercantile, made him an object of curiosity, and gave rise to the relation of many whimsical stories about him. But his kindness and benevolence lent a charm to his behaviour and manners, in whatever he was engaged. From the state of his own lungs, invalid-like, he was in the habit of attending much to those about him, and particularly those who had been sent to Malta for pulmonary disease. He frequently observed how much the invalid, at first landing, was relieved by the climate and the ‘stimulus’ of change; but when the novelty, arising from ‘that’ change, had ceased, the monotonous sameness of the blue sky, accompanied by the summer heat of the climate, acted powerfully as a sedative, ending in speedy dissolution, — even more speedy than in a colder climate. The effects on Coleridge seemed to run parallel to this. At first he remarked that he was relieved, but afterwards speaks of his limbs “as lifeless tools,” and of the violent pains in his bowels, which neither opium, ether, nor peppermint, separately or combined, could relieve. These several states he minuted down, from time to time, for after-consideration or comparison. He most frequently sought relief from bodily suffering in religious meditations, or in some augmented exercise of his mind:

”Sickness, ‘tis true,

Whole years of weary days, besieged him close,

Even to the gates and inlets of his life!

But it is true, no less, that strenuous, firm,

And with a natural gladness, he maintained

The citadel unconquered, and in joy

Was strong to follow the delightful muse.”

‘Tombless Epitaph’.

The citadel did, indeed, remain unconquered even to his ‘last’ hour — he found in religious meditation and prayer that solace and support which, during a life of misery and pain, gave him his extraordinary patience and resignation. If an ejaculation escaped him, it was usually followed by some moral or religious reflection, as thus runs one of his notes:

“O me miserum! Assuredly the doctrine of grace, atonement, and the spirit of God interceding by groans to the spirit of God, (Rev. viii. 26.), is founded on constant experience, and even if it can be ever ‘explained away’, it must still remain as the rising and setting of the sun itself, as the darkness and as the light — it must needs have the most efficient character of reality, — quod semper, quod ubique, quod ab omnibus! Deeply do I both know and feel my weakness — God in his wisdom grant, that my day of visitation may not have been past.”

Lest some ‘will-worshiping’ individuals, inflated by vanity, and self-righteousness, should misunderstand or misconstrue him, the following lines are copied from his poems: —

“HUMILITY, THE MOTHER OF CHARITY.”

”Frail creatures are we all! To be the best,

Is but the fewest faults to have: —

Look thou then to thyself, and leave the rest

To God, thy conscience and the grave.”

‘Poetical Works.’

There is not, perhaps, to be found on record a more perfect example of humility and charity, than that which he exhibited and sustained for so long a period of suffering and trial. Surely he could not be compared to the generality of his fellows — to men who, though possessing great worldly reputation, never gave him their support; but, on the contrary, were sometimes even ready to whisper down his fair name!

”For whispering tongues can poison truth;

And constancy lives in realms above.”

CHRISTOBEL.

Some of these might be well meaning enough to believe, that in giving publicity to what they erroneously considered moral infirmities, (not possessing the knowledge to discriminate between moral and physical infirmities), they were performing a religious duty — were displaying a beacon to deter others from the same course. But in the case of Coleridge, this was a sad misconception. Neither morally nor physically was he understood. He did all that in his state duty could exact; and had he been more favoured in his bodily constitution, he would not have been censured for frailties which did not attach to him.

Alas! how little do the many know of the hearts of truly great men!

Least of all could such men as Coleridge be known by modern pharisees.

“It is no uncommon thing,” says an affectionate and kindhearted friend, whose genius is rarely equalled, “to see well intentioned men please themselves with the feeling that they are not as others; that they are the favorites of Heaven, and washed clean by special dispensation from the spots of frail mortality; who moreover assume that they possess the most delicate feelings; but then those feelings are under such admirable discipline, that they can, with the most exquisite suffering, cry over their own sentences, shed tears of pity and blood for their duty, make a merit of the hardness which is contrary to their nature, and live in perpetual apprehension of being too tender-hearted. It is wonderful with what ingenuity these people can reconcile their flexible consciences to acts at which their inferiors might blush or shudder, and no less fearful to reflect how many poor wretches, not wholly past hope or reformation, may have been sent to their last account, with all their imperfections on their heads, to satisfy the religious or political fears of these pharisees. The patrons and employers of spies, we may expect to make the greatest sacrifice to expediency, — a word which every man will explain after his own way.”

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