Mary Elizabeth Coleridge quotes

Breathe slumbrous music round me, sweet and slow,To honied phrases set!Into the land of dreams I long to go.Bid me forget! (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge)
Is this wide world not large enough to fill thee,Nor Nature, nor that deep man's Nature, Art?Are they too thin, too weak and poor to still thee,Thou little heart? View quote
Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
Where is delight? and what are pleasures now?-Moths that a garment fret.The world is turned memorial, crying, "ThouShalt not forget! View quote
Mary Elizabeth Coleridge