Quote#Nature
From his brimstone bed at break of day
Quote bySamuel Taylor Coleridge · 1772–1834
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: "The Devil's Thoughts", st. 1 (1799).
English (original)
From his brimstone bed at break of day, A walking the Devil is gone, To look at his snug little farm the earth, And see how his stock goes on.
— Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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Joy rises in me, like a summer's morn.
And this reft house is that the which he built, Lamented Jack!
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