Quotes

Quotes - Coleridge

All Nature seems at work, slugs leave their lair-- The bees are stirring--birds are on the wing-- And Winter, slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring! And I the while, the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Life went a-Maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy; When I was young! When I was young?--Ah, woful when!

Samuel Taylor Coleridge