Poetry is certainly something more than good sense, but it must be good sense, at all events, just as a palace is more than a house, but it must be a house, at least.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeJoy is the sweet voice, joy the luminous cloud. We in ourselves rejoice! And thence flows all that charms or ear or sight, all melodies the echoes of that voice, all colours a suffusion from that light.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeThe whole faculties of man must be exerted in order to call forth noble energies; and he who is not earnestly sincere lives in but half his being, self-mutilated, self-paralyzed.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeThe fair breeze blew, The white foam flew, And the forrow followed free. We were the first to ever burst into the silent sea.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge