Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
It sounds like stories from the land of spirits,
If any man obtain that which he merits,
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It sounds like stories from the land of spirits,
If any man obtain that which he merits,
Or any merit that which he obtains.
Our myriad-minded Shakespeare.
Our myriad-minded Shakespeare.
He prayeth best who loveth best
All things, both great and small.
He prayeth best who loveth best
All things, both great and small.
And a good south wind sprung up behind,
The Albatross did follow,
And every day, for food read more
And a good south wind sprung up behind,
The Albatross did follow,
And every day, for food or play,
Came to the mariner's hollo!
"God save thee, ancient Mariner!
From the fiends that plague thus thee!--
Why look'st thou so?"--"With my cross-bow
I shot the Albatross."
He saw a cottage with a double coach-house,
A cottage of gentility!
And the Devil did grin, read more
He saw a cottage with a double coach-house,
A cottage of gentility!
And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin
Is pride that apes humility.
