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This is the end of him, here he lies:
The dust in his throat, the worm in his eyes,
The mould in his mouth, the turf on his breast;
This is the end of him, this is best

RE you the new person drawn toward me
To begin with, take warning—I am surely far different from what you         suppose;
Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal
Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover

A russet pear-tree rises all alone, But rich the growth of leaves upon it shown
I walk alone, without one brother left, And thus of natural aid am I bereft
Plenty of people there are all around, But none like my own father's sons are fou...

Coleridge received the Person from Porlock And ever after called him a curse,
Then why did he hurry to let him in
He could have hid in the house
It was not right of Coleridge in fact it was wrong (But often we all do wrong) As the t...

"What kind of a person are you," I heard them say to me
I'm a person with a complex plumbing of the soul,
Sophisticated instruments of feeling and a
Of controlled memory at the end of the twentieth century,