Frost at Midnight

Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834) The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet’s cry Came loud – and hark, again! loud as before. The inmates of my cottage, all at rest, Have left me to that solitude, which suits Abstruser musings: save that at my side My cradled infant slumbers peacefully. ‘TisContinue reading “Frost at Midnight”

Kubla Khan

by Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834) In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girded round: And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed manyContinue reading “Kubla Khan”