Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Yes, while I stood and gazed, my temples bare,
And shot my being through earth, sea, and air,
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Yes, while I stood and gazed, my temples bare,
And shot my being through earth, sea, and air,
Possessing all things with intensest love,
O liberty! my spirit felt thee there.
A sadder and a wiser man,
He rose the morrow morn.
A sadder and a wiser man,
He rose the morrow morn.
Every reform, however necessary, will by weak minds be carried to an excess which will itself need reforming.
Every reform, however necessary, will by weak minds be carried to an excess which will itself need reforming.
The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she.
The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she.
So lonely 'twas that God himself
Scarce seemed there to be.
So lonely 'twas that God himself
Scarce seemed there to be.
