Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
A sadder and a wiser man,
He rose the morrow morn.
A sadder and a wiser man,
He rose the morrow morn.
Life went a-Maying
With Nature, Hope, and Poesy;
When I was young!
When I read more
Life went a-Maying
With Nature, Hope, and Poesy;
When I was young!
When I was young?--Ah, woful when!
Ignorance seldom vaults into knowledge, but passes into it
through an intermediate state of obscurity, even as night into read more
Ignorance seldom vaults into knowledge, but passes into it
through an intermediate state of obscurity, even as night into
day through twilight.
He prayeth best who loveth best
All things, both great and small.
He prayeth best who loveth best
All things, both great and small.
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.
