Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Like one, that on a lonesome road
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turned read more
Like one, that on a lonesome road
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turned round, walks on,
And turns no more his head;
Because he knows a frightful fiend
Doth close behind him tread.
Sympathy constitutes friendship; but in love there is a sort of antipathy, or opposing passion. Each strives to be the read more
Sympathy constitutes friendship; but in love there is a sort of antipathy, or opposing passion. Each strives to be the other, and both together make up one whole.
. . . So often do the spirits
Of great events stride on before the events,
And read more
. . . So often do the spirits
Of great events stride on before the events,
And in to-day already walks to-morrow.
The knight's bones are dust,
And his good sword rust;
His soul is with the saints, I read more
The knight's bones are dust,
And his good sword rust;
His soul is with the saints, I trust.
Prose, words in their best order. Poetry, the best words in the best order.
Prose, words in their best order. Poetry, the best words in the best order.
