Samuel Taylor Coleridge

A man of maxims only, is like a cyclops with one eye, and that in the back of his head.

A man of maxims only, is like a cyclops with one eye, and that in the back of his head.

Blest hour! It was a luxury--to be!

Blest hour! It was a luxury--to be!

I never think of the future--it comes soon enough.

I never think of the future--it comes soon enough.

He saw a cottage with a double coach-house,
A cottage of gentility!
And the Devil did grin, read more

He saw a cottage with a double coach-house,
A cottage of gentility!
And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin
Is pride that apes humility.

For why drives on that ship so fast,
Without or wave or wind?
The air is cut read more

For why drives on that ship so fast,
Without or wave or wind?
The air is cut away before,
And closes from behind.