We were the first that ever burst Into that silent sea.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772 - 1834)
Source: The Ancient Mariner. Part ii.
Contributed by: Zaady
For she belike hath drunken deep/Of all the blessedness of sleep.
Source: The Knight's Tomb
Oh sleep! it is a gentle thing, Beloved from pole to pole.
Source: The Ancient Mariner. Part v.
And the spring comes slowly up this way.
Source: Christabel. Part i.
A spring of love gush'd from my heart, And I bless'd them unaware.
Source: The Ancient Mariner. Part iv.
Talent, lying in the understanding, is often inherited; genius, being the action of reason or imagination, rarely or never.
Often do the spirits of great events stride on before the events. And in today already walks tomorrow.
Water, water, everywhere, Nor any drop to drink.
Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel.
Source: The Ancient Mariner. Part iii.
Pity is best taught by fellowship in woe.
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