Samuel Taylor Coleridge

by

Joyce Hemsley

Series of famous British names:

Poet and Critic:
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
Born in Ottery St. Mary, Devon,
Seventeen seventy-two.
Died in Highgate, London,
Eighteen thirty-four.

"Desire -
Where true love burns,
Desire is love's pure flame,
It is the reflex of our earthly frame,
That takes its meaning from the
Nobler part, and but translates
The language of the heart."
By Samuel Taylor Coleridge.
Published the year of his death.

SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
youngest son of ten children,
was a great thinker. He brought
German philosophical method
into poetry. In 1791 he attended
Cambridge University, but this
ended as his opium habit worsened;
and debts increased...hence his
short stay in the army.

He befriended William Wordsworth
and Robert Southey ~ two poets with
whom he co-authored. He was also a
great friend of Charles Lamb; these
were all well known in the literary
world. Southey introduced Coleridge
to Sarah - they married, had one son,
David...but the marriage came to an
end when Coleridge met and fell in
love with a second Sarah. They married,
and a son was born, but died whilst
Coleridge spent time in Germany.
He hoped for an improvement in his
health. A daughter, Sarah was born
in 1802. but the marriage ended
shortly afterwards in 1806.

The works of Coleridge were very
beneficial to the English language.
They were moral, literary, and
political. He wrote an epitaph for
himself...and it goes like this

"Stop, Christian passer-by;
Stop child of God, and read with
gentle breast. Beneath this sod,
a poet lies, or that which once
seemed he; O lift one thought in
prayer for SCT, that he who many
a year with toil of breath, found
death in life, may here find life
in death. Mercy for praise ~ to be
forgiven for fame. He asked and
hoped through Christ. Do thou the
same." Written in 1833.

I give a brief list of his work:
Selected Letters
Constitution of Church abd State
Lyrical Ballads, with Wordsworth
Rime of the Ancient Mariner
Christabel
Kublai Khan
This Lime Tree Bower my Prison
frost at Midnight
Dejection
The Pains of Sleep
The Raven
and many many more.

He prayeth best who loveth best
said Samuel Taylor Coleridge...

I agree with the words, and add:
May he have eternal rest
Up on high with the Holiest.

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Your pride in a flag
by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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