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A review by kingofspain93
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner and Selected Poems by Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Herbert Bates
5.0
The many men, so beautiful!
And they all dead did lie:
And a thousand thousand slimy things
Lived on; and so did I.
read this to fill the gap in my literary education and it far exceeded my expectations. Coleridge was writing about sublimity in the Rime and his awed appreciation for the overwhelming vastness of inner and outer experience is well complemented by his grasp of the sinister.
also in this collection were Kubla Khan, which I have read before and which always leaves me feeling shaken, and Christabel. this latter was entirely new to me and so it totally caught me off-guard. it frightened me and I mean that literally. crazy that he couldn't figure out how to finish it so it will always be this terrible suggestion, a hint at a dark truth. huge Carmilla vibes. amazing.
a few other minor works were collected here. I thought Love was actually quite sweet despite the boring implications of the simple title. I like Coleridge better in his haunted cosmic mode than his personal reflective mode so the other more traditional poems didn't do much for me.
And they all dead did lie:
And a thousand thousand slimy things
Lived on; and so did I.
read this to fill the gap in my literary education and it far exceeded my expectations. Coleridge was writing about sublimity in the Rime and his awed appreciation for the overwhelming vastness of inner and outer experience is well complemented by his grasp of the sinister.
also in this collection were Kubla Khan, which I have read before and which always leaves me feeling shaken, and Christabel. this latter was entirely new to me and so it totally caught me off-guard. it frightened me and I mean that literally. crazy that he couldn't figure out how to finish it so it will always be this terrible suggestion, a hint at a dark truth. huge Carmilla vibes. amazing.
a few other minor works were collected here. I thought Love was actually quite sweet despite the boring implications of the simple title. I like Coleridge better in his haunted cosmic mode than his personal reflective mode so the other more traditional poems didn't do much for me.