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Samuel Taylor Coleridge on Valentine's Day

1772–1834 England

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In many ways doth the full heart reveal
The presence of the love it would conceal.

All thoughts, all passions, all delights,
Whatever stirs this mortal frame,
All are but ministers of Love,
And feed his sacred flame.

Flowers are lovely; love is flower-like;
Friendship is a sheltering tree;
Oh the joys that came down shower-like,
Of friendship, love, and liberty,
Ere I was old!

To know, to esteem, to love—and then to part,
Makes up life's tale to many a feeling heart!

And in Life's noisiest hour,
There whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee,
The heart's Self-solace and soliloquy.
You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within.

The Presence of Love (1807)

Poor little foal of an oppressèd race!
I love the languid patience of thy face.

Farewell, farewell! but this I tell
To thee, thou Wedding-Guest!
He prayeth well, who loveth well
Both man and bird and beast.

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner (1817)

Her gentle limbs did she undress,
And lay down in her loveliness.

Christabel (1797)

Old Friends burn dim, like lamps in noisome air,
Love them for what they are; nor love them less,
Because to thee they are not what they were.

Duty surviving Self-Love (1826)

And looking to the Heaven, that bends above you,
How oft! I bless the Lot, that made me love you.

The Presence of Love (1807)

He prayeth best, who loveth best
All things both great and small;
For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all.

I have heard of reasons manifold
Why Love must needs be blind,
But this the best of all I hold,—
His eyes are in his mind.What outward form and feature are
He guesseth but in part;
But what within is good and fair
He seeth with the heart.

O! I do love thee, meek Simplicity!

Alas! they had been friends in youth;
But whispering tongues can poison truth;
And constancy lives in realms above;
And life is thorny; and youth is vain;
And to be wroth with one we love
Doth work like madness in the brain.

Christabel (1797)

Lingering he raised his latch at eve,
Though tired in heart and limb:
He loved no other place, and yet
Home was no home to him.

The most general definition of beauty ... Multeity in Unity.

On the Principles of Genial Criticism (1814)

Attribution

Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Samuel Taylor Coleridge (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.