[Not a Critic—But a Judge] lyrics

by

Samuel Taylor Coleridge


17



Whom should I choose for my Judge? the earnest, impersonal reader,
Who, in the work, forgets me and the world and himself!
You who have eyes to detect, and Gall to Chastise the imperfect,
Have you the heart, too, that loves,—feels and rewards the Compleat?


18

A sumptuous and magnificent Revenge.

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