More from Samuel Taylor Coleridge

  1. No voice; but oh! the silence sank Like music on my heart.
  2. 'Ha! ha!' quoth he, 'full plain I see, The Devil knows how to row.'
  3. I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: T…
  4. Farewell, farewell! but this I tell To thee, thou Wedding-Guest! He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast.
  5. Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree?
  6. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
  7. 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…
  8. The Mariner, whose eye is bright, Whose beard with age is hoar, Is gone: and now the Wedding-Guest Turned from the bridegroom's door. He we…

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