Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
And the spring comes slowly up this way.
And the spring comes slowly up this way.
The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.
The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.
Life went a-Maying
With Nature, Hope, and Poesy;
When I was young!
When I read more
Life went a-Maying
With Nature, Hope, and Poesy;
When I was young!
When I was young?--Ah, woful when!
Lovely was the death
Of Him whose life was Love! Holy with power,
He on the thought-benighted read more
Lovely was the death
Of Him whose life was Love! Holy with power,
He on the thought-benighted Skeptic beamed
Manifest Godhead.
He prayeth well who loveth well
Both man and bird and beast.
He prayeth well who loveth well
Both man and bird and beast.
