Samuel Taylor Coleridge ( 10 of 102 )
I never think of the future--it comes soon enough.
I never think of the future--it comes soon enough.
The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she.
The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she.
He prayeth best who loveth best
All things, both great and small.
He prayeth best who loveth best
All things, both great and small.
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.
Friendship is a sheltering tree.
Friendship is a sheltering tree.
Ancestral voices prophesying war.
Ancestral voices prophesying war.
. . . So often do the spirits
Of great events stride on before the events,
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. . . So often do the spirits
Of great events stride on before the events,
And in to-day already walks to-morrow.
A sadder and a wiser man,
He rose the morrow morn.
A sadder and a wiser man,
He rose the morrow morn.
Reviewers are usually people who would have been poets,
historians, biographers, etc., if they could: they have tried
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Reviewers are usually people who would have been poets,
historians, biographers, etc., if they could: they have tried
their talents at one or the other, and have failed; therefore
they turn critics.
Perfect freedom is reserved for the man who lives by his own work
and in that work does what read more
Perfect freedom is reserved for the man who lives by his own work
and in that work does what he wants to do.
