Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772–1834) English poet, literary critic and philosopher
"The Homeric Hexameter" (translated from Schiller) (1799)
“At the equinox when the earth was veiled in a late rain, wreathed with wet poppies, waiting spring
The ocean swelled for a far storm and beat its boundary, the ground-swell shook the beds of granite. I gazing at the boundaries of granite and spray, the established sea-marks, felt behind me
Mountain and plain, the immense breadth of the continent, before me the mass and double stretch of water.”
"Continent's End" in Tamar and Other Poems (1924)
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I rise
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