Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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.
Her gentle limbs did she undress,
And lay down in her loveliness.
Her gentle limbs did she undress,
And lay down in her loveliness.
Work without hope draws nectar in a sieve,
And hope without an object cannot live.
Work without hope draws nectar in a sieve,
And hope without an object cannot live.
The Past lives o'er again,
In its effects, and to the guilty spirit
The ever-frowning Present is read more
The Past lives o'er again,
In its effects, and to the guilty spirit
The ever-frowning Present is its image.
Ancestral voices prophesying war.
Ancestral voices prophesying war.
