Samuel Taylor Coleridge ( 10 of 102 )
He went like one that hath been stunn'd,
And is of sense forlorn:
A sadder and a read more
He went like one that hath been stunn'd,
And is of sense forlorn:
A sadder and a wiser man,
He rose the morrow morn.
Visit her, gentle Sleep! with wings of healing,
And may this storm be but a mountain-birth,
May read more
Visit her, gentle Sleep! with wings of healing,
And may this storm be but a mountain-birth,
May all the stars hang bright above her dwelling,
Silent as though they watched the sleeping Earth!
Five miles meandering with mazy motion, Through dale the sacred
river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, read more
Five miles meandering with mazy motion, Through dale the sacred
river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank
the tumult to a lifeless ocean: And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard
from far Ancestral voices prophesying war!
O sleep! it is a gentle thing,
Beloved from pole to pole!
To Mary Queen the praise read more
O sleep! it is a gentle thing,
Beloved from pole to pole!
To Mary Queen the praise be given!
She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven
That slid into my soul.
Treading beneath their feet all visible things,
As steps that upwards to their Father's throne
Lead gradual.
Treading beneath their feet all visible things,
As steps that upwards to their Father's throne
Lead gradual.
The frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind.
The frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind.
He is the best physician who is the most ingenious inspirer of hope.
He is the best physician who is the most ingenious inspirer of hope.
Those holies of themselves a shape
As of an arbor took.
Those holies of themselves a shape
As of an arbor took.
And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin is pride that apes humility.
And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin is pride that apes humility.
God's child in Christ adopted -- Christ my all -- What that earth boasts were not lost cheaply, rather Than read more
God's child in Christ adopted -- Christ my all -- What that earth boasts were not lost cheaply, rather Than forfeit that blest name, by which I call The Holy One, the Almighty God, my Father? -- Father! in Christ we live, and Christ in Thee -- Eternal Thou and everlasting we. The heir of heaven, henceforth I fear not death: In Christ I live! in Christ I draw the breath Of the true life! -- let then earth, sea, and sky Make war against me! On my front I show Their mighty Master's seal. In vain they try To end my life, that can but end its woe. Is that a death-bed where a Christian lies? Yes, but not his -- 'tis Death itself there dies.
