As I live and am a man, this is an unexaggerated tale - my dreams become the substances of my life.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeAnd all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware! His flashing eyes, his floating hair! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeA nation to be great ought to be compressed in its increment by nations more civilized than itself.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge