1822 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

N. R., in "Epistle to W. W." Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany NS 11 (September 1822) 313.



Then how Coleridge, sage poet, and orator too,
Wild weaver of visions, soul-startling and new,
Would strike from his mystic harp sounds of stranger wonder,
That shake the deep soul like the low muttering thunder,
And, in their wild swellings of melody seem
Like a voice from the dim realm of Phantom and Dream!
Yet sweet and high thoughts too, would blend in the song,
And swim on the wings of proud Music along;
And deep tones of love, through the fine-rolling numbers,
Breathe sweetly and purely as Infancy's slumbers!
Lloyd's sickly night-mares we'd no time to spare for,
And monkish Bob Southey we none of us care for....