Samuel Taylor Coleridge

. . . So often do the spirits
Of great events stride on before the events,
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. . . So often do the spirits
Of great events stride on before the events,
And in to-day already walks to-morrow.

Alone, alone, all, all alone,
Alone on a wide, wide sea.

Alone, alone, all, all alone,
Alone on a wide, wide sea.

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.

O what a loud and fearful shriek was there!
. . .
Ah me! they view'd beneath read more

O what a loud and fearful shriek was there!
. . .
Ah me! they view'd beneath an hireling's sword
Fallen Kosciusco.

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.