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Discover six of Coleridge's finest poems, from The Rime of the Ancient Mariner to This Lime-Tree Bower My Prison. Learn about the themes, sources, and stories behind these Romantic classics.
- This Lime-Tree Bower My Prison
During the summer of 1797, Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s wife...
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834) was a leading figure in...
- Kubla Khan
‘Kubla Khan’: summary. A brief summary of the poem first,...
- When I Have Fears That I May Cease to Be
Five Fascinating Facts about Samuel Richardson. 2 thoughts...
- Frost at Midnight
Wordsworth’s great collaborator on the 1798 collection...
- To The Moon
A summary of Shelley’s short moon poem Percy Bysshe Shelley...
- This Lime-Tree Bower My Prison
A comprehensive bibliography of the English poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834), including fragments, epigrams, and titles such as The Rime of the Ancient Mariner and Kubla Khan. The list is organized by title, subtitle, index of first lines, composition date, publication date, and class.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge is the premier poet-critic of modern English tradition, distinguished for the scope and influence of his thinking about literature as much as for his innovative verse.
Browse and read the poems of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, a key figure in the Romantic movement in England. Explore his lyrical, visionary, and imaginative style in works such as "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" and "Kubla Khan".
Explore the best poems by the English Romantic poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge, ranked by poetry experts. Learn about his life, style, themes, and influences through detailed guides and analysis.
A poem by Coleridge reflecting on nature, childhood, and the eternal language of God. Read the full text, analysis, and context of this classic work from The Poetry Foundation.
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I. Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene.
