Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
In the hexameter rises the fountain's silvery column:
In the pentameter aye falling in melody back.
In the hexameter rises the fountain's silvery column:
In the pentameter aye falling in melody back.
Alas! they had been friends in youth;
But whispering tongues can poison truth,
And constancy lives in read more
Alas! they had been friends in youth;
But whispering tongues can poison truth,
And constancy lives in realms above;
And life is thorny, and youth is vain;
And to be wrothe with one we love
Doth work like madness in the brain.
Our myriad-minded Shakespeare.
Our myriad-minded Shakespeare.
The frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind.
The frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind.
O! lady, we receive but what we give,
And in our life alone doth nature live;
Ours read more
O! lady, we receive but what we give,
And in our life alone doth nature live;
Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud!
