Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Acquaintance many, and conquaintance few, But for inquaintance I know only two - The friend I've wept and the maid read more
Acquaintance many, and conquaintance few, But for inquaintance I know only two - The friend I've wept and the maid I woo
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.
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.
Work without hope draws nectar in a sieve,
And hope without an object cannot live.
Work without hope draws nectar in a sieve,
And hope without an object cannot live.
Our myriad-minded Shakespeare.
Our myriad-minded Shakespeare.
