Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
O! lady, we receive but what we give,
And in our life alone doth nature live;
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O! lady, we receive but what we give,
And in our life alone doth nature live;
Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud!
A sadder and a wiser man,
He rose the morrow morn.
A sadder and a wiser man,
He rose the morrow morn.
