[Ars Poetica] lyrics

by

Samuel Taylor Coleridge


'Behold yon row of pines, that shorn and bow'd
Bend from the sea-blast, seen at twilight eve.'

'Yon row of bleak and visionary pines,
By twilight-glimpse discerned, mark! how they flee
From the fierce sea-blast, all their tresses wild
Streaming before them.'

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