That saints will aid if men will call; For the blue sky bends over all!
Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772 - 1834)
Source: Conclusion to part i.
Contributed by: Zaady
My eyes make pictures when they are shut.
Source: A Day–Dream.
Language is the armory of the human mind, and at once contains the trophies of its past and the weapons of its future conquests.
Language is the armoury of the human mind, and at once contains the trophies of its past and the weapons of its future conquests.
How well he fell asleepl Like some proud river, widening toward the sea; Calmly and grandly, silently and deep, Life joined eternity.
Source: Christabel. Part i.
He holds him with his glittering eye, And listens like a three years' child.
Source: The Ancient Mariner. Part i.
So lonely 't was, that God himself Scarce seemed there to be.
Source: The Ancient Mariner. Part vii.
Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Source: The Ancient Mariner. Part vi.
And thou art long and lank and brown, As is the ribbed sea-sand.
Source: The Ancient Mariner. Part iv.
Her gentle limbs did she undress, And lay down in her loveliness.
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