O pure of heart! Thou needest not ask of me what this strong music in the soul may be!
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeSwiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze - On me alone it blew.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeWorks of imagination should be written in very plain language; the more purely imaginative they are the more necessary it is to be plain.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge