Poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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. Lines
2. Brockley Coomb
3. Aplolgia Pro Vita Sua
4. The Happy Husband
5. A Tombless Epitaph

Print

3002 Views

Last Poems

To Russian version