1 min read
Слушать(AI)Cologne
In Köhln, a town of monks and bones, And pavements fang'd with murderous stones And rags, and hags, and hideous wenches; I counted two and seventy stenches, All well defined, and several stinks! Ye Nymphs that reign o'er sewers and sinks, The river Rhine, it is well known, Doth wash your city of Cologne;
But tell me,
Nymphs, what power
Shall henceforth wash the river Rhine?
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Samuel Taylor Coleridge (21 October 1772 – 25 July 1834) was an English poet, literary critic, philosopher and theologian who, with his friend W
Comments
You need to be signed in to write comments
Other author posts
What Is Life
Resembles Life what once was held of Light, Too ample in itself for human sight An absolute Self--an element ungrounded--All, that we see, all colours of all shade By encroach of darkness made --Is very life by consciousness unbounded<br...
To William Wordsworth Composed On The Night After His Recitation Of A Poem On The Growth Of An Indi
Friend of the Wise and Teacher of the Good Into my heart have I received that More than historic, that prophetic
The Presence Of Love
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 ; And to the leading Love-throb in the Heart Thro' ...
A Day Dream
My eyes make pictures when they're shut:--I see a fountain large and fair, A Willow and a ruined Hut, And thee, and me, and Mary there O Mary
