Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
A man of maxims only, is like a cyclops with one eye, and that in the back of his head.
A man of maxims only, is like a cyclops with one eye, and that in the back of his head.
He prayeth best who loveth best
All things, both great and small.
He prayeth best who loveth best
All things, both great and small.
Her gentle limbs did she undress,
And lay down in her loveliness.
Her gentle limbs did she undress,
And lay down in her loveliness.
Dew-drops are the gems of morning,
But the tears of mournful eve!
Dew-drops are the gems of morning,
But the tears of mournful eve!
"Most musical, most melancholy" bird!
A melancholy bird! Oh! idle thought!
In nature there is nothing melancholy.
"Most musical, most melancholy" bird!
A melancholy bird! Oh! idle thought!
In nature there is nothing melancholy.
