Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
The frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind.
The frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind.
I never think of the future--it comes soon enough.
I never think of the future--it comes soon enough.
Prose--words in their best order;--poetry--the best words in
their best order.
Prose--words in their best order;--poetry--the best words in
their best order.
What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters
compared to what lies within us.
What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters
compared to what lies within us.
How inimitably graceful children are before they learn to dance.
How inimitably graceful children are before they learn to dance.
