When thieves come, I bark; when gallants, I am still - So perform both my master's and mistress's will.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeAnd they three passed over the white sands, between the rocks, silent as the shadows.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeIt is a flat'ning Thought, that the more we have seen, the less we have to say.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgePoetry, even that of the loftiest, and seemingly, that of the wildest odes, [has] a logic of its own as severe as that of science; and more difficult, because more subtle, more complex, and dependent on more and more fugitive causes. In the truly great poets... there is a reason assignable, not only for every word, but for the position of every word.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge