Brightened the tresses that old Poets praise; Where Petrarch's patient love, and artful lays, And Ariosto's song of many themes, Moved the soft air. But I, a lazy brook, As close pent up within my native dell, Have crept along from nook to shady nook,... Poems - Page 3by Hartley Coleridge - 1833 - 157 pagesFull view
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...sacrificed to fluency. There is a true glimpse of himself in his lines — "... But I, a lazy broolc, As close pent up within my native dell, Have crept...Where flowrets blow, and whispering Naiads dwell." Edward Dowden must have had this passage in mind when he wrote "As a mountain rivulet to a mountain...