Which through the summer is not heard or seen, As if it could not be, as if it had not been! Thus let thy power, which like the truth Of nature on my passive youth Descended, to my onward life supply Its calm — to one who worships thee, And every form...
The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume - Pągina 51
per Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pągines
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