Samuel Taylor Coleridge (Сэмюэл Тэйлор Кольридж)

Psyche

The butterfly the ancient Grecians made
The soul's fair emblem, and its only name--
But of the soul, escaped the slavish trade
Of mortal life !--For in this earthly frame
Ours is the reptile's lot, much toil, much blame,
Manifold motions making little speed,
And to deform and kill the things whereon we feed. 

Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s other poems:

  1. Recollections of Love
  2. The Faded Flower
  3. Brockley Coomb
  4. To William Wordsworth
  5. Julia

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Jones Very (Джонс Вери) Psyche (“I SAW a worm, with many a fold”)
  • Thomas Heywood (Томас Хейвуд) Psyche (“But Psyche lives, and on her breath attend”)

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