Samuel Taylor Coleridge

And the spring comes slowly up this way.

And the spring comes slowly up this way.

Perfect freedom is reserved for the man who lives by his own work
and in that work does what read more

Perfect freedom is reserved for the man who lives by his own work
and in that work does what he wants to do.

I have often thought what a melancholy world this would be without children, and what an inhuman world without the read more

I have often thought what a melancholy world this would be without children, and what an inhuman world without the aged

Swans sing before they die - 'twere no bad thing should certain persons die before they sing.

Swans sing before they die - 'twere no bad thing should certain persons die before they sing.

The Past lives o'er again,
In its effects, and to the guilty spirit
The ever-frowning Present is read more

The Past lives o'er again,
In its effects, and to the guilty spirit
The ever-frowning Present is its image.