Samuel Taylor Coleridge ( 10 of 102 )
Or soar aloft to be the spangled skies
And gaze upon her with a thousand eyes.
Or soar aloft to be the spangled skies
And gaze upon her with a thousand eyes.
The mother says to her daughter: Daughter bid thy daughter, to
her daughter, that her daughter's daughter is crying.
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The mother says to her daughter: Daughter bid thy daughter, to
her daughter, that her daughter's daughter is crying.
[Lat., Mater ait natae die natae filia natum
Ut moneat natae plangere filiolam.]
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.
Advice is like snow -- the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into read more
Advice is like snow -- the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into the mind.
Talk of the devil, and his horns appear
Talk of the devil, and his horns appear
O, it is pleasant, with a heart at ease,
Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies,
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O, it is pleasant, with a heart at ease,
Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies,
To make the shifting clouds be what you please,
Or let the easily persuaded eyes
Own each quaint likeness issuing from the mould
Of a friend's fancy.
And they three passed over the white sands, between the rocks,
silent as the shadows.
And they three passed over the white sands, between the rocks,
silent as the shadows.
Every reform, however necessary, will by weak minds be carried to an excess which will itself need reforming.
Every reform, however necessary, will by weak minds be carried to an excess which will itself need reforming.
The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions - the little, soon-forgotten charities of a kiss or smile, read more
The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions - the little, soon-forgotten charities of a kiss or smile, a kind look, a heart-felt compliment, and the countless infinitesimals of pleasurable and genial feeling
Water, water, everywhere,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, everywhere,
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Water, water, everywhere,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, everywhere,
Nor any drop to drink.
The very deep did rot: O Christ!
That ever this should be!
Yes, slimy things did crawl with legs
Upon the slimy sea.
