Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
How inimitably graceful children are before they learn to dance.
How inimitably graceful children are before they learn to dance.
Remorse is as the heart in which it grows;
If that be gentle, it drops balmy dews
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Remorse is as the heart in which it grows;
If that be gentle, it drops balmy dews
Of true repentance; but if proud and gloomy,
It is the poison tree, that pierced to the inmost,
Weeps only tears of poison.
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.
Dew-drops are the gems of morning,
But the tears of mournful eve!
Dew-drops are the gems of morning,
But the tears of mournful eve!
Those holies of themselves a shape
As of an arbor took.
Those holies of themselves a shape
As of an arbor took.
