Samuel Taylor Coleridge

In the hexameter rises the fountain's silvery column:
In the pentameter aye falling in melody back.

In the hexameter rises the fountain's silvery column:
In the pentameter aye falling in melody back.

Silent icicles,
Quietly shining to the quiet moon.

Silent icicles,
Quietly shining to the quiet moon.

"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.

Treading beneath their feet all visible things,
As steps that upwards to their Father's throne
Lead gradual.

Treading beneath their feet all visible things,
As steps that upwards to their Father's throne
Lead gradual.

And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin is pride that apes humility.

And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin is pride that apes humility.