Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Perfect freedom is reserved for the man who lives by his own work
and in that work does what read more
Perfect freedom is reserved for the man who lives by his own work
and in that work does what he wants to do.
Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God.
Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God.
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Blest hour! It was a luxury--to be!
Blest hour! It was a luxury--to be!
I dislike the frequent use of the word virtue, instead of righteousness, in the pulpit; in prayer or preaching before read more
I dislike the frequent use of the word virtue, instead of righteousness, in the pulpit; in prayer or preaching before a Christian community, it sounds too much like pagan philosophy.
