Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Devon / England
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Devon / England
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A Tombless Epitaph

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'Tis true, Idoloclastes Satyrane !
(So call him, for so mingling blame with praise,
And smiles with anxious looks, his earliest friends,
Masking his birth-name, wont to character
His wild-wood fancy and impetuous zeal,)
'Tis true that, passionate for ancient truths,
And honouring with religious love the Great
Of elder times, he hated to excess,
With an unquiet and intolerant scorn,
The hollow Puppets of an hollow Age,
Ever idolatrous, and changing ever
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Jennifer Baron 26 January 2018
My breath is gone now, and no cold to be felt.
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Cissy Collins 01 May 2005
Truth and beauty of this epitaph....heartbreaking....love & admiration he bore for friend deceased.....MOVING. Particularly today.....a loved one is buried at sea......the only wreath......tears.
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