Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
And the spring comes slowly up this way.
And the spring comes slowly up this way.
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.
Prose--words in their best order;--poetry--the best words in
their best order.
Prose--words in their best order;--poetry--the best words in
their best order.
Our myriad-minded Shakespeare.
Our myriad-minded Shakespeare.
He holds him with his glittering eye--
. . . .
And listens like a three years' read more
He holds him with his glittering eye--
. . . .
And listens like a three years' child.
