Heart-chilling superstition! thou canst glaze even Pity's eye with her own frozen tear.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
That agony returns; And till my ghastly tale is told, This heart within me burns.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
To know, to esteem, to love, and then to part,
Makes up life's tale to many a feeling heart!
Makes up life's tale to many a feeling heart!
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
In many ways doth the full heart reveal
The presence of the love it would conceal.
The presence of the love it would conceal.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge