(1772–1834)
English Romantic poet
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
I would rather be excused from your banquet of happiness.
The Table Talk and Omniana of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (London: Oxford University Press, 1917), 153.
Saw the limb of a rainbow footing itself on the sea at a small apparent distance from the shore, a thing of itself—no substrate cloud or even mist visible—but the distance glimmered through it as through a thin semi-transparent hoop.
Anima Poetae: from the Unpublished Note-books of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (London: William Heinemann, 1895), 97.
You may depend upon it, that a slight contrast of character is very material to happiness in marriage.
The Table Talk and Omniana of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (London: Oxford University Press, 1917), 59.
Work without Hope draws nectar in a sieve / And Hope without an object cannot live.
“Work without Hope,” in The Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (London: Henry Frowde, 1912), 447 (poem composed February 21, 1825).