Oh Sleep! it is a gentle thing, beloved from pole to pole, to Mary Queen the praise be given! She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven, that slid into my soul.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeAlone, Alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never saint took pity on My soul in agony
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeThe wise only possess ideas; the greater part of mankind are possessed by them.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge