Poetic Openings : Samuel Taylor Coleridge to Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Poet : Samuel Taylor Coleridge : Poem : The Lime-tree Bower My Prison [addressed To Charles Lamb, O : First Line : Well, they are gone, and here must I remain,
Poet : Samuel Taylor Coleridge : Poem : The Moon, How Definite Its Orb! ( Fragment ) : First Line : The Moon, how definite its orb!
Poet : Samuel Taylor Coleridge : Poem : The Netherlands ( Fragment ) : First Line : Water and windmills, greenness, Islets green;--
Poet : Samuel Taylor Coleridge : Poem : The Nightingale : First Line : A Conversation Poem, April, 1798
Poet : Samuel Taylor Coleridge : Poem : The Pains Of Sleep : First Line : Ere on my bed my limbs I lay,

Poet : Samuel Taylor Coleridge : Poem : The Presence Of Love : First Line : And in Life's noisiest hour,
Poet : Samuel Taylor Coleridge : Poem : The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner : First Line : Part I
Poet : Samuel Taylor Coleridge : Poem : The Suicide's Argument : First Line : Ere the birth of my life, if I wished it or no
Poet : Samuel Taylor Coleridge : Poem : The Three Sorts Of Friends ( Fragment ) : First Line : Though friendships differ endless in degree ,
Poet : Samuel Taylor Coleridge : Poem : This Lime-tree Bower My Prison : First Line : [Addressed to Charles Lamb, of the India House, London]