Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
The saints will aid if men will call:
For the blue sky bends over all.
The saints will aid if men will call:
For the blue sky bends over all.
Water, water, everywhere,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, everywhere,
Nor any read more
Water, water, everywhere,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, everywhere,
Nor any drop to drink.
The very deep did rot: O Christ!
That ever this should be!
Yes, slimy things did crawl with legs
Upon the slimy sea.
In the hexameter rises the fountain's silvery column:
In the pentameter aye falling in melody back.
In the hexameter rises the fountain's silvery column:
In the pentameter aye falling in melody back.
Ancestral voices prophesying war.
Ancestral voices prophesying war.
A spring of love gushed from my heart,
And I bless'd them unaware.
A spring of love gushed from my heart,
And I bless'd them unaware.
