Samuel Taylor Coleridge (Сэмюэл Тэйлор Кольридж)

Humility the Mother of Charity

Frail creatures are we all! To be the best,
Is but the fewest faults to have:—
Look thou then to thyself, and leave the rest
To God, thy conscience, and the grave.

1. On A Connubial Rupture In High Life
2. Recollections of Love
3. On The Christening Of A Friend's Child
4. Time, Real and Imaginary
5. To the River Otter

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