Chapter 83
When all the blandishments of life are gone, The coward sneaks to death, the brave live on.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE.
1772-1834
_The Ancient Mariner_.
Part i.
And listens like a three years' child.
Part ii.
We were the first that ever burst Into that silent sea.
As idle as a painted s.h.i.+p Upon a painted ocean.
Water, water, everywhere, Nor any drop to drink.
Part iv.
Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide, wide sea.
Part v.
A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy mouth of June.
Part vii.
He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast.
He prayeth best, who loveth best All things, both great and small.
A sadder and a wiser man, He rose the morrow morn.
_Christabel_. Part ii.
Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth: And constancy lives in realms above.
_The Devil's Thoughts_.
And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin, Is pride that apes humility.
_Love_.
All thoughts, all pa.s.sions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feeds his sacred flame.
_Reflections on having left a Place of Retirement_.
Blest hour! it was a luxury--to be!
_Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni_.
Hast thou a charm to stay the morning star In his steep course?
Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines.
Motionless torrents! silent cataracts!
Earth, with her thousand voices, praises G.o.d.
_The Three Graves_.