Aplolgia Pro Vita Sua Poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Aplolgia Pro Vita Sua
The poet in his lone yet genial hour
Gives to his eyes a magnifying power :
Or rather he emancipates his eyes
From the black shapeless accidents of size--
In unctuous cones of kindling coal,
Or smoke upwreathing from the pipe's trim bole,
His gifted ken can see
Phantoms of sublimity.
Phantoms of sublimity - Fantasmi di sublimità interesting expression
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8/23/2026 6:20:33 AM # rel_20260813T193622Z_3aad590
That would be a terrific poet!