Samuel Taylor Coleridge (Сэмюэл Тэйлор Кольридж)

Aplolgia Pro Vita Sua

The poet in his lone yet genial hour
Gives to his eyes a magnifying power:
Or rather he emancipates his eyes
From the black shapeless accidents of size--
In unctuous cones of kindling coal,
Or smoke upwreathing from the pipe's trim bole,
His gifted ken can see
Phantoms of sublimity. 

1. Lines
2. Inscription for a Fountain on a Heath
3. Sonnet: On Receiving a Letter Informing Me of the Birth of a Son
4. On a Ruined House in a Romantic Country
5. Imitated from the Welsh

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