Maxioms by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Talk of the devil, and his horns appear
Talk of the devil, and his horns appear
Friendship is a sheltering tree.
Friendship is a sheltering tree.
A spring of love gushed from my heart,
And I bless'd them unaware.
A spring of love gushed from my heart,
And I bless'd them unaware.
And so, his senses gradually wrapt
In a half sleep, he dreams of better worlds,
And dreaming read more
And so, his senses gradually wrapt
In a half sleep, he dreams of better worlds,
And dreaming hears thee still, O singing lark;
That singest like an angel in the clouds.
For why drives on that ship so fast,
Without or wave or wind?
The air is cut read more
For why drives on that ship so fast,
Without or wave or wind?
The air is cut away before,
And closes from behind.
