Poets of Great Renown
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
and William Wordsworth were
eighteenth-nineteenth Century
British Poets of renown...
they collaborated in fine
lyrical ballad style, both
loving the rhythm and rhyme
of Shakespeare, his sonnets
and his plays.
In seventeen ninety six
Wordsworth and Coleridge met,
becoming 'poetry' friends,
but sadly with time their
friendship ended.
I quote just four lines from their
lengthy poem of imagination..
The Ancient Mariner.
'He prayeth best, who loveth best
All things both great and small
For the dear God who loveth us
He made ~ and loveth all'
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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He prayeth best who loveth best All things both great and small For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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He Prayeth Best Who Loveth Best
'He prayeth best who loveth best
All things, both great and small;
For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all.'
poem by Louisa May Alcott
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The Lake Poets
You have heard of William Wordsworth he was bard of Cockermouth
And he truly was a great poet if that ever was in doubt
And with Southey and With Coleridge they became known as the lake poets
And they made the Lake District famous and some famous poems they wrote.
Robert Southey was a fine poet he was slave to poetry
And he was for awhile Poet Laureate proves the great poet he must be
And though he is not well known as Coleridge and Wordsworth's is a greater name
He tends to be under rated and deserve a better fame.
And as for Samuel Taylor Coleridge a name verse critics celebrate
His works were born of genius a poetic all time great
The Rhyme Of The Ancient Mariner his masterpiece and some say
Is even greater than the famous elegy of Gray
And as for himself Will Wordsworth his fame seem to grow and grow
He has fifty times as many readers nowadays as he had one hundred years ago
When one talks of poets and poetry Wordsworth's name can't be left out
A testimony to the greatness of the Bard of Cockermouth.
Coleridge, Southey and Wordsworth geniuses all three
Their names inscribed in glory and poetic history
They lived in the Lake District that beautiful English country side
And due to the fame of these men the Lake District is known World wide.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Twentieth Century Mariner
All quotations from 'The Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner' by
Samuel Taylor Coleridge.
I oft wondered why
under cold grey overcast;
west coast coastal hometown sky.
I never met a mystic man
with glittering hypnotic inner eye;
whose beard was experience hoar with age.
Who would teach me tiding things
fever pitch, storm tossed, born within me;
inflamed, I needed, sought to know.
For me there was not, could never be,
no third stopped meeting an ‘ancient Mariner’; (1.)
like ‘three years child’ way laid ‘Wedding-Guest’. (15.)
But then where was ‘Storm-Blast’ windswept, (41.)
such fabled ship wrecked need;
for I was that ‘ancient ill- fated
Mariner’; and as unto ‘a Christian soul’ God; (65.)
was that searing pain burning in my brain.
That taught me like an Albatross’s flight,
all ‘helmsman steered’ I, fog-smoke white, ’ (70.) (77.)
fate sought needed to lifetime know.
And all my long life I ‘lamp gleamed white; ’ lived (207.)
‘Alone on a wide wide sea! ’ ‘My soul in agony.' (233.) (235.)
And to our ‘great Father’ ‘God himself’ (607.) (599.)
have I oft been conscience forced;
to bend a youthful, penitent knee.
For perhaps it is my utmost penance,
to seek such blessed spiritual reverence,
as to love all creatures ‘great and small.’ (615.)
‘For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all.’ (616-17.)
For my ‘dear God’ has said (616.)
and Coleridge hath said
such men ‘prayeth best,
who loveth best’ of all. (614.)
I praise and humbly ‘in God’s name’ (66.)
thank a loving forgiving God;
who through his created; ‘strange power of speech; ’ (587.)
elemental fundamental universal principle;
men unknowing calleth chance;
lead me to glittering inspired ‘Hermit’ revelation. (499.)
Which I must utter as strange answer,
to ‘pass, like night from land to land; ’ (586.)
bespoken as ‘tale’ testament, inscribed encoded here.
Coincidence met; is thee strange way ‘I teach’; (590.)
in which my eternal; ever Lord master walks.
I follow heaven sent, sought signs ‘I see’, (588.)
pertaining to his purposed passage;
heaven sourced, and sing his hosannas,
in incumbent works, thus written here.
Numerous reluctant past prophets
also, blazed their personalized trail.
With marker stone prophetic words
signaling, their fevered benediction.
Yet more after my precursor passage
shall, survive to favoured flotsam follow.
Still others will fall upon fabled wayside
through, world epochs as yet uncharted.
Behold contemporary mariner
walking, in throng bulwark midst;
and chance bound spellcast met;
‘at an uncertain hour, ’ know it; (582.)
yet recognize not that that man thou met;
you, ‘man that must hear me: ’ (589.)
not until message faced be spoken.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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About The Nightingale
From a letter from STC to Wordsworth after writing The Nightingale:
In stale blank verse a subject stale
I send per post my Nightingale;
And like an honest bard, dear Wordsworth,
You'll tell me what you think, my Bird's worth.
My own opinion's briefly this--
His bill he opens not amiss;
And when he has sung a stave or so,
His breast, & some small space below,
So throbs & swells, that you might swear
No vulgar music's working there.
So far, so good; but then, 'od rot him!
There's something falls off at his bottom.
Yet, sure, no wonder it should breed,
That my Bird's Tail's a tail indeed
And makes it's own inglorious harmony
Æolio crepitû, non carmine.
poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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Our Wordsworth
Oh! Wordsworth, Oh! Wordsworth …
We are still in debt to you, and we will have to be.
You enhanced the strength of poetry.
You made a marvelous tune to enrich poetry.
Oh! Wordsworth …
We can now clarify our thoughts with extend because of you, Wordsworth.
You euphonized poetry without the indenture- but with moderation,
and it's decorous.
This will be evergreen, and everlasting.
It's a mnemonics and I always follow it.
Oh! Wordsworth…
poem by Bibhakar Dutta
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quotes From Poets On Poetry
** QUOTES FROM POETS ON
POETRY
The great Shakespeare in his ‘A Midsummer
Night’s Dream’,
Speaks of poetry as ‘forms of things unknown,
The poet’s pen turns them to shape,
And gives to airy nothing a local habitation
and a name’!
John Ashbery had always felt, that ‘poetry
all the time goes on in his head’, -
And ‘occasionally he snips off a length’!
For Coleridge, ‘prose is arrangement of words
in their best order’,
But ‘poetry is the best words in their best order’!
For Paul Engle, poetry is ‘ordinary language
raised to the N-th power’,
While for William Wordsworth it is a continuous
shower, -
And ‘a spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings,
Of emotions recollected in tranquility’, - is fairly
healing!
Shelley in his ‘Defense of Poetry’ sincerely felt,
That ‘poetry lifts the veil, from the hidden beauty
of the world’,
Making ‘the familiar objects be as if they were
not familiar’!
While Carl Sandburg speaks of poetry as, -
‘The journal of a sea animal living on land,
Wanting to fly in the air’, - as high as it possibly
can!
Robert Graves declared rather candidly, -
That ‘if there’s no money in poetry’, one need
not feel sorry,
Since there is ‘neither any poetry in money’!
I conclude with Robert Frost, who always felt,
That writing a ‘poem is discovering as he
progressed’,
Since for him, ‘poetry never had a pre-meditated
end’!
-Raj Nandy
New Delhi
26 Feb 09
(** The words of our famous poets/authors, have
been placed in ‘inverted commas’.)
I Take From Wordsworth The Love of Calm Beauty
I TAKE FROM WORDSWORTH THE LOVE OF CALM BEAUTY
I take from Wordsworth the Love of Calm Beauty-
From Coleridge distracted searching for an Idea of it all-
From Borges the Pleasure in stories of Mind-
From Hopkins Alliteration’s passion in Poetry's Despair-
From Dickinson enigmatic perceiving of Infinity not found-
From Shakespeare more than I can name or hear-
From Psalms the God I Need and I Fear.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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It is not for him to pride himself who loveth his own country, but rather for him who loveth the whole world. The earth is but one country and mankind its citizens.
quote by Baha'u'llah
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Whoever loveth me, loveth my hound.
quote by Thomas More
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Eighteenth-Nineteenth Century Verse
France is the country of poems and prose
the lovely French language tells us so.
Romantic love in classical verse
dates back to Voltaire from days long ago.
The 18th century brought poets from Paris
writing about France and the Seine,
and so many other Parisian wonders
that lie in that fertile plain.
Yes France was a country of talent
In England, Wordsworth stole the scene
whilst Coleridge, another fine English poet
wrote lyrical verse about Pastures Green.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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I Lost The Music Of My Poetry
I LOST THE MUSIC OF MY POETRY
I lost the music of my poetry
I tried to hear it again
In old lines of my own,
Or in the lines of more musical poets-
Tehillim and Kohleth
Stevens and Keats, Hopkins Wordsworth and Dickinson-
Shakespeare-
But I heard no music of my own
Perhaps I have never really had
A music of my own.
Perhaps all I have had
Is what I have here-
Short lines of prose
Which also have their rhythm-
But are not true poems
And certainly do not sing together
As my soul would.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Best Poets
The best poets
Are not born yet;
Come to Africa,
America, Asia.
There are poets
Of old; renown,
Yet there are
More unknown.
Wordsworth and
Shakespeare differs;
Soyinka and Clark
Are philoshers.
Prose, poetry,
And photography
Are all seperate things
But they paint the world,
And immortalise memory,
Yet leave the observer
Out in oblivion.
But invention
Was no intention,
To kill out oblivion.
They shall forget them
At the end.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Friendship is a sheltering tree.
quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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Friendship is like a sheltering tree.
quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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Poetry has been to me its own exceeding great reward; it has given me the habit of wishing to discover the good and beautiful in all that meets and surrounds me.
quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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I Read A Small Poem Of Wordsworth
I READ A SMALL POEM OF WORDSWORTH
I read a small poem of Wordsworth,
Far greater than any of mine-
The greatest Ambition is not great enough,
To make God’s higher light shine.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Poetry the best words in the best order.
quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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Poetry: the best words in the best order.
quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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Love is flower like; Friendship is like a sheltering tree.
quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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