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Collected Poems

авторский сборник, первое издание

Язык издания: английский

Составитель: Peter Swaab

Manchester: Carcanet Press, 2007 г. (январь)

Тираж: не указан

ISBN: 1-85754-895-7, 978-1-85754-895-2

Тип обложки: мягкая

Формат: другой

Страниц: 256

Содержание:

  1. Peter Swaab. Introduction
  2. Note on the Text
  3. List of Abbreviations
  4. Guide to Further Reading

    Early Poems 1815-1829

  5. Sara Coleridge. Valentine Written in Girlhood — Perhaps at 13 Years of Age (стихотворение)
  6. Sara Coleridge. Translated from Horace in Early Youth (стихотворение)
  7. Sara Coleridge. Praises of a Country Life (стихотворение)
  8. Sara Coleridge. «I dolci colli, ov'io lasciai me stesso...» (стихотворение)
  9. Sara Coleridge. «Vago augulletto, che cantando vai...» (стихотворение)
  10. Sara Coleridge. Extract from an Epistle from Emma to Henry (стихотворение)
  11. Sara Coleridge. To Elizabeth S. K. Poole (стихотворение)
  12. Sara Coleridge. To Zoe King (стихотворение)
  13. Sara Coleridge. To Edith May Southey during Absence on the Lily of the Nile (стихотворение)
  14. Sara Coleridge. Valentine to Rose Lynn (стихотворение)
  15. Sara Coleridge. My Dear Dear Henry! (стихотворение)
  16. Sara Coleridge. To the Tune of «When Icicles Hang by the Wall» (стихотворение)
  17. Sara Coleridge. Sequel (стихотворение)
  18. Sara Coleridge. «Let It Not a Lover Pique...» (стихотворение)
  19. Sara Coleridge. «How Now, Dear Suspicious Lover!..» (стихотворение)
  20. Sara Coleridge. «Now to Bed Will I Fly!..» (стихотворение)
  21. Sara Coleridge. «They Tell Me That My Eye is Dim, My Cheek is Lily Pale...» (стихотворение)
  22. Sara Coleridge. Go, You May Call It Madness, Folly — &c. (стихотворение)
  23. Sara Coleridge. «O! Once Again Good Night!» (стихотворение)
  24. Sara Coleridge. «Art Thou Too at This Hour Awake...» (стихотворение)
  25. Sara Coleridge. To Louisa and Emma Powles (стихотворение)
  26. Sara Coleridge. «Yes! With Fond Eye My Henry Will Peruse...» (стихотворение)
  27. Sara Coleridge. «How Swift is a Thought of the Mind...» (стихотворение)
  28. Sara Coleridge. Verses to My Beloved with an Empty Purse (стихотворение)
  29. Sara Coleridge. «My Henry, Like a Modest Youth...» (стихотворение)
  30. Sara Coleridge. To Mrs Whitebread (стихотворение)
  31. Sara Coleridge. «O, How, Love, Must I fill...» (стихотворение)
  32. Sara Coleridge. «When This You See...» (стихотворение)
  33. Sara Coleridge. «I am Wreathing a Garland for Wintry Hours...» (стихотворение)
  34. Sara Coleridge. «Henry Comes! No Sweeter Music...» (стихотворение)
  35. Sara Coleridge. To Susan Patteson with a Purse (стихотворение)
  36. Sara Coleridge. «Th'enamoured Nymph, Whose Faithful Voice...» (стихотворение)
  37. Sara Coleridge. Epistle from Sara to Her Sister Mary Whom She Has Never Yet Seen, Her «Yarrow Univisited» (стихотворение)
  38. Sara Coleridge. «The Rose of Love My Henry Sends...» (стихотворение)
  39. Sara Coleridge. «Mid Blooming Fields I Daily Rove...» (стихотворение)
  40. Sara Coleridge. «Those Parched Lips I'd Rather Press...» (стихотворение)

    Poems 1829-1843

  41. Sara Coleridge. Sickness (стихотворение)
  42. Sara Coleridge. Written in My Illness at Hampstead During Edith's Infancy (стихотворение)
  43. Sara Coleridge. Verses Written in Sickness 1833, Before the Birth of Berkeley and Florence (стихотворение)
  44. Sara Coleridge. To Herbert Coleridge, Feb 13 1834 (стихотворение)
  45. Sara Coleridge. Benoni. Dedication (стихотворение)
  46. Sara Coleridge. The Months (стихотворение)
  47. Sara Coleridge. Trees (2) (стихотворение)
  48. Sara Coleridge. What Makes a Noise? (стихотворение)
  49. Sara Coleridge. The Nightingale (стихотворение)
  50. Sara Coleridge. Foolish Interference (стихотворение)
  51. Sara Coleridge. Fine Names for Fine Things (стихотворение)
  52. Sara Coleridge. The Seasons (стихотворение)
  53. Sara Coleridge. The Squirrel (стихотворение)
  54. Sara Coleridge. Poppies (стихотворение)
  55. Sara Coleridge. The Usurping Bird (стихотворение)
  56. Sara Coleridge. Edith Asleep (стихотворение)
  57. Sara Coleridge. The Blessing of Health (стихотворение)
  58. Sara Coleridge. The Humming-Birds (стихотворение)
  59. Sara Coleridge. Childish Tears (стихотворение)
  60. Sara Coleridge. Providence (поэма)
  61. Sara Coleridge. «Nox is the night...» (стихотворение)
  62. Sara Coleridge. «A father's brother, mother's brother, are not called the same...» (стихотворение)
  63. Sara Coleridge. The Celandine (стихотворение)
  64. Sara Coleridge. «January is the first month in the year...» (стихотворение)
  65. Sara Coleridge. «January brings the blast...» (стихотворение)
  66. Sara Coleridge. «Little Sister Edith now...» (стихотворение)
  67. Sara Coleridge. «Why those tears my little treasure...» (стихотворение)
  68. Sara Coleridge. Sara Coleridge for Herbert and Edith. April 19th 1834 (стихотворение)
  69. Sara Coleridge. Eye has not see nor can the heart of man conceive the blessedness of Heaven (стихотворение)
  70. Sara Coleridge. Consolation in Trouble (стихотворение)
  71. Sara Coleridge. Silence and attention at Church (стихотворение)
  72. Sara Coleridge. «Grief's heavy hand hath swayed the lute...» (1) (стихотворение)
  73. Sara Coleridge. The Little Invalid (стихотворение)
  74. Sara Coleridge. The mansion of Peace (стихотворение)
  75. Sara Coleridge. «My friends in vain you chide my tears...» (стихотворение)
  76. Sara Coleridge. The Crag-fast sheep (стихотворение)
  77. Sara Coleridge. «Bindweed whiter e'en than lilies...» (стихотворение)
  78. Sara Coleridge. «The hart delights in cooling streams...» (стихотворение)
  79. Sara Coleridge. The birth of purple Columbine (стихотворение)
  80. Sara Coleridge. Forget me not (стихотворение)
  81. Sara Coleridge. The Staining of the Rose (стихотворение)
  82. Sara Coleridge. «No joy have I in passing themes...» (стихотворение)
  83. Sara Coleridge. «When Herbert's Mama was a slim little Maid...» (стихотворение)
  84. Sara Coleridge. Summer (стихотворение)
  85. Sara Coleridge. The lamb in the Slough (стихотворение)
  86. Sara Coleridge. The Water Lily (стихотворение)
  87. Sara Coleridge. The Pair that will not meet (стихотворение)
  88. Sara Coleridge. Written on a blank leaf of 'Naturalist's' Magazine (стихотворение)
  89. Sara Coleridge. Young days of Edith and Sara (стихотворение)
  90. Sara Coleridge. The Plunge (стихотворение)
  91. Sara Coleridge. The narrow Escape (стихотворение)
  92. Sara Coleridge. «See the Halcyon fishing...» (стихотворение)
  93. Sara Coleridge. Daffodil or King's Spear (стихотворение)
  94. Sara Coleridge. Fine birds and their plain wives (стихотворение)
  95. Sara Coleridge. The Glow-worm («Glow-worm lights her starry lamp...») (стихотворение)
  96. Sara Coleridge. The Glow-worm («Mid the silent murky dell...») (стихотворение)
  97. Sara Coleridge. Herbert looking at the Moon (стихотворение)
  98. Sara Coleridge. Game (стихотворение)
  99. Sara Coleridge. «From Isles far over the sea...» (стихотворение)
  100. Sara Coleridge. Seek first the Kingdom of Heaven (стихотворение)
  101. Sara Coleridge. A Sister's Love (стихотворение)
  102. Sara Coleridge. From Petrarch (стихотворение)
  103. Sara Coleridge. «See the bright stranger!» (стихотворение)
  104. Sara Coleridge. «Tho' I be young — ah well-a-day!» (стихотворение)
  105. Sara Coleridge. «Sylvan stag, securely play...» (стихотворение)
  106. Sara Coleridge. «Bound along or else be still...» (стихотворение)
  107. Sara Coleridge. «Milk-white doe, 'tis but the breeze...» (стихотворение)
  108. Sara Coleridge. «One face alone, one face alone...» (стихотворение)
  109. Sara Coleridge. «Deem not that our eldest heir...» (стихотворение)
  110. Sara Coleridge. «While the storm her bosom scourges...» (стихотворение)
  111. Sara Coleridge. «Many a fountain cool and shady...» (стихотворение)
  112. Sara Coleridge. «The captive bird with ardour sings...» (стихотворение)
  113. Sara Coleridge. «The sun may speed or loiter on his way...» (стихотворение)
  114. Sara Coleridge. «Grief's heavy hand hath swayed the lute...» (2) (стихотворение)
  115. Sara Coleridge. «Life and light, Anthemna bright...» (стихотворение)
  116. Sara Coleridge. «O sleep, my babe, hear not the rippling wave...» (стихотворение)
  117. Sara Coleridge. «How gladsome is a child, and how perfect is his mirth...» (стихотворение)
  118. Sara Coleridge. «I tremble when with look benign...» (стихотворение)
  119. Sara Coleridge. «Ne'er ask where knaves are mining...» (стихотворение)
  120. Sara Coleridge. «How high you lark is heavenward borne!..» (стихотворение)
  121. Sara Coleridge. «Newts and blindwords do not wrong...» (стихотворение)
  122. Sara Coleridge. «The winds were whispering, the waters glistering...» (стихотворение)
  123. Sara Coleridge. «False Love, too long thou hast delayed...» (стихотворение)
  124. Sara Coleridge. «He came unlooked for, undesired...» (стихотворение)
  125. Sara Coleridge. «Yon changeful cloud will soon the aspect wear...» (стихотворение)
  126. Sara Coleridge. «I was a brook in straitest channel pent...» (стихотворение)
  127. Sara Coleridge. «By the storm invaded...» (стихотворение)
  128. Sara Coleridge. «I thought by tears thy soul to move...» (стихотворение)
  129. Sara Coleridge. «Blest is the tarn which towering cliffs o'ershade...» (стихотворение)
  130. Sara Coleridge. «What means that darkly-working brow...» (стихотворение)
  131. Sara Coleridge. «Methought I wandered dimly on...» (стихотворение)
  132. Sara Coleridge. «The spring returns, and balmy budding flow'rs...» (стихотворение)
  133. Sara Coleridge. «Full oft before some gorgeous fane...» (стихотворение)
  134. Sara Coleridge. «See yon blithe child that dances in our sight!..» (стихотворение)
  135. Sara Coleridge. «Their armour is flashing...» (стихотворение)
  136. Sara Coleridge. «Ah, where lie now those locks that lately streamed...» (стихотворение)
  137. Sara Coleridge. «Poor is the portrait that one look portrays...» (стихотворение)
  138. Sara Coleridge. The Three Humpbacked Brothers (стихотворение)
  139. Sara Coleridge. Reflections on Reading Lucretius (стихотворение)
  140. Sara Coleridge. from 'Kings of England from the Conquest' (цикл)
    1. Sara Coleridge. Richard II, surnamed of Bordeaux. 1377 (стихотворение)
    2. Sara Coleridge. Henry IV, of Bolingbroke. 1399 (стихотворение)
    3. Sara Coleridge. Henry V, of Monmouth. 1413 (стихотворение)
    4. Sara Coleridge. Henry VIII. 1509 (стихотворение)
    5. Sara Coleridge. Edward VI. 1547 (стихотворение)
    6. Sara Coleridge. Mary I, or Queen Mary Tudor (vulgurly 'bloody Queen Mary') (стихотворение)
    7. Sara Coleridge. James I. 1602 (стихотворение)
    8. Sara Coleridge. Charles I, called 'King Charles the Martyr' (стихотворение)
    9. Sara Coleridge. Oliver Cromwell, the Protector. 1649 (стихотворение)
    10. Sara Coleridge. Charles II. 1660 (стихотворение)
    11. Sara Coleridge. James II. 1685 (стихотворение)
    12. Sara Coleridge. William and Mary. 1689 (стихотворение)
    13. Sara Coleridge. George III. 1760 (стихотворение)
    14. Sara Coleridge. George Prince Regent. 1810 (стихотворение)
    15. Sara Coleridge. George IV. 1830 (стихотворение)
    16. Sara Coleridge. William IV. 1830 (стихотворение)
    17. Sara Coleridge. Queen Victoria. 1837 (стихотворение)
  141. Sara Coleridge. Receipt for a Cake (стихотворение)
  142. Sara Coleridge. Lines on the Death of ---------- (стихотворение)

    Poems 1843-1852

  143. Sara Coleridge. For my Father on his lines called 'Work Without Hope' (стихотворение)
  144. Sara Coleridge. «Friend, thou hast been a traveller bold...» (стихотворение)
  145. Sara Coleridge. To a fair young Lady who declared that she and I were coevals (стихотворение)
  146. Sara Coleridge. To a Fair Friend arguing in support of the theory of the renovation in a literal sense of the material system (стихотворение)
  147. Sara Coleridge. Dreams (цикл)
    1. Sara Coleridge. I. The Lilies (стихотворение)
    2. Sara Coleridge. II. Time's Acquittal (стихотворение)
    3. Sara Coleridge. III. To a Friend (стихотворение)
  148. Sara Coleridge. Asceticism (стихотворение)
  149. Sara Coleridge. Blanco White (стихотворение)
  150. Sara Coleridge. To a Friend who wished to give me half her sleep (стихотворение)
  151. Sara Coleridge. To a Friend who prayed, that my heart might still be young (стихотворение)
  152. Sara Coleridge. On reading my Father's 'Youth and Age' (стихотворение)
  153. Sara Coleridge. To a little weanling Babe, who returned a kiss with great eagerness (стихотворение)
  154. Sara Coleridge. Dream-love (стихотворение)
  155. Sara Coleridge. To my Son (стихотворение)
  156. Sara Coleridge. Tennyson's 'Lotos Eaters' with a new conclusion (стихотворение)
  157. Sara Coleridge. Crashaw's Poetry (стихотворение)
  158. Sara Coleridge. «On the same...» (стихотворение)
  159. Sara Coleridge. «Toil not for burnished gold that poorly shines...» (стихотворение)
  160. Sara Coleridge. Sketch from Life. Morning Scene. Sept 22 1845 (стихотворение)
  161. Sara Coleridge. A Boy's complaint of Dr Blimber (поэма)
  162. Sara Coleridge. L'Envoy to 'Phantasmion' (стихотворение)
  163. Sara Coleridge. Feydeleen to Zelneth (стихотворение)
  164. Sara Coleridge. Song of Leucoia (стихотворение)
  165. Sara Coleridge. Song for 'Phantasmion' (стихотворение)
  166. Sara Coleridge. Zelneth. Love unreturned (стихотворение)
  167. Sara Coleridge. Matthew VI.28-9 (стихотворение)
  168. Sara Coleridge. Prayer for Tranquility (стихотворение)
  169. Sara Coleridge. The melancholy Prince (стихотворение)
  170. Sara Coleridge. Zelneth's Song in Magnart's Garden (стихотворение)
  171. Sara Coleridge. Children (стихотворение)
  172. Sara Coleridge. «Passion is blind not Love: her wondrous might...» (стихотворение)
  173. Sara Coleridge. «O change that strain with man's best hopes at strife...» (стихотворение)
  174. Sara Coleridge. «O vain expenditure! unhallowed waste!..» (стихотворение)
  175. Sara Coleridge. Darling Edith (стихотворение)
  176. Sara Coleridge. First chorus in 'The Agamemnon' of Aeschylus (стихотворение)
  177. Sara Coleridge. Poems written for a book of Dialogues on the Doctrines of grace (цикл)
    1. Sara Coleridge. I. 'While disputants for victory fight...' (стихотворение)
    2. Sara Coleridge. II. Water can but rise to its own level (стихотворение)
    3. Sara Coleridge. III. Reason (стихотворение)
    4. Sara Coleridge. IV. Mystic Doctrine of Baptism (стихотворение)
    5. Sara Coleridge. V. Baptism (стихотворение)
  178. Sara Coleridge. [Verses from 'Regeneration'] ('This is a giddy world of chance and changing...') (стихотворение)
  179. Sara Coleridge. Missionary Poem (стихотворение)
  180. Sara Coleridge. [From Sara Coleridge's Journal, September 1850] ('Danced forty times? We know full well...') (стихотворение)
  181. Sara Coleridge. [From a letter to Mrs Derwent Coleridge, 16 January 1852] ('Sing hey diddle diddle...') (стихотворение)
  182. Sara Coleridge. [From a letter to Derwent Coleridge, 22 January 1852] ('Darran was a bold man...') (стихотворение)
  183. Sara Coleridge. Doggrel Charm (стихотворение)
  184. Appendix: "Howithorn"
  185. Notes on the Poems
  186. Index of First Lines
  187. Index of Titles

Примечание:

Первое полное собрание стихотворений английской поэтессы Сары Кольридж (1802-1852), дочери поэта Сэмюэла Тэйлора Кольриджа.

Dimensions: 135x210 mm



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