The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge Volume I Part 62

[91] Synod] Senate 1797, 1803.

[94-102]

For ever shall the b.l.o.o.d.y island scowl?

For ever shall her vast and iron bow Shoot Famine's evil arrows o'er the world,[165:B]

Hark! how wide Nature joins her groans below; Rise, G.o.d of Mercy, rise! why sleep thy bolts unhurl'd?

C. I.

For ever shall the b.l.o.o.d.y Island scowl?

For aye, unbroken shall her cruel Bow Shoot Famine's arrows o'er thy ravaged World?

Hark! how wide Nature joins her groans below-- Rise, G.o.d of Nature, rise, why sleep thy Bolts unhurl'd?

4{o}, 1797, 1803.

Rise G.o.d of Nature, rise! ah! why those bolts unhurl'd?

1797, 1803.

[165:B] 'In Europe the smoking villages of Flanders and the putrified fields of La Vendee--from Africa the unnumbered victims of a detestable Slave-Trade. In Asia the desolated plains of Indostan, and the millions whom a rice-contracting Governor caused to perish. In America the recent enormities of the Scalp-merchants. The four quarters of the globe groan beneath the intolerable iniquity of the nation.' See 'Addresses to the People', p. 46. _C. I._

[102] Here the Ode ends C. I.

VI] Epode II. 4{o}, 1797, 1803.

[103] Vision] Phantoms 4{o}, 1797, 1803.

[106] phantom] vision 4{o}, 1797, 1803.

[107] sweat-drops] sweat-damps 4{o}, 1797, 1803.

[113] stranger] uglier 4{o}.

[119] starting] startful 4{o}, 1797, 1803.

[121] O doom'd to fall, enslav'd and vile 4{o}, 1797, 1803.

[133] proud Invader's] sworded Foeman's 4{o}, 1797: sworded Warrior's 1803.

[135-9]

Disclaim'd of Heaven! mad Avarice at thy side

4{o}, 1797.

At coward distance, yet with kindling pride-- Safe 'mid thy herds and cornfields thou hast stood, And join'd the yell of Famine and of Blood.

All nations curse thee: and with eager wond'ring

4{o}, 1797.

[135] O abandon'd 1803.

[137-8]

Mid thy Corn-fields and Herds thou in plenty hast stood And join'd the loud yellings of Famine and Blood.

1803.

[139] They] and 1797, 1803, S. L. 1817.

[142] fires] flames 4{o}.

[144]

Stretch'd on the marge of some fire-flashing fount In the black Chamber of a sulphur'd mount.

4{o}.

[144] By livid fount, or roar of blazing stream 1797.

[146] Visions of thy predestin'd ruins rise 1803.

[151] famish'd] famin'd 4{o}.

[156] Soliciting my scant and blameless soil 4{o}.

[159-60]

In the long sabbath of high self-content.

Cleans'd from the fleshly pa.s.sions that bedim

4{o}.

In the deep sabbath of blest self-content Cleans'd from the fears and anguish that bedim

1797.

In the blest sabbath of high self-content Cleans'd from bedimming Fear, and Anguish weak and blind.

1803.

[161] om. 1803.

THE RAVEN[169:1]

A CHRISTMAS TALE, TOLD BY A SCHOOL-BOY TO HIS LITTLE BROTHERS AND SISTERS