Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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!

Advice is like snow -- the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into read more

Advice is like snow -- the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into the mind.

Ere sin could blight or sorrow fade,
Death came with friendly care;
The opening bud to Heaven read more

Ere sin could blight or sorrow fade,
Death came with friendly care;
The opening bud to Heaven conveyed,
And bade it blossom there.

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.

And the spring comes slowly up this way.

And the spring comes slowly up this way.