About, about, in reel and rout the death fires danced at night. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Death but supplies the oil for the inextinguishable lamp of life. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she, / Who thicks man's blood with cold. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Death came with friendly care; The opening bud to heaven conveyed, And bade it blossom there. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
How strange and awful is the synthesis of life and death in the gusty winds and falling leaves of an autumnal day! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Our quaint metaphysical opinions, in an hour of anguish, are like playthings by the bedside of a child deathly sick. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
An orphan's curse would drag to hell, a spirit from on high; but oh! more horrible than that, is a curse in… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Lovely was the death Of Him whose life was Love! Holy with power, He on the thought-benighted Skeptic beamed Manifest Godhead. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
A man may devote himself to death and destruction to save a nation; but no nation will devote itself to death and… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
A grief without a pang, void, dark and drear, A drowsy, stifled, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet or relief, In… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was white as leprosy, The Nightmare… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
The misery of human life is made up of large masses, each separated from the other by certain intervals. One year the… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Never can true courage dwell with them, Who, playing tricks with conscience, dare not look At their own vices. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
The first duty of a wise advocate is to convince his opponents that he understands their arguments, and sympathies with their just feelings. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin is pride that apes humility. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Facts are not truths; they are not conclusions; they are not even premises, but in the nature and parts of premises. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
I do not wish you to act from these truths; no, still and always act from your feelings; only meditate often on these truths… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
A poet ought not to pick nature's pocket. Let him borrow, and so borrow as to repay by the very act of borrowing. Examine… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
With no other privilege than that of sympathy and sincere good wishes, I would address an affectionate exhortation to the youthful literati, grounded on… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Why are not more gems from our great authors scattered over the country? Great books are not in everybody's reach; and though it is… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
