Inscription for a Fountain on a Heath

By Samuel Taylor Coleridge 1772–1834
This Sycamore, oft musical with bees,—
Such tents the Patriarchs loved! O long unharmed
May all its agèd boughs o'er-canopy
The small round basin, which this jutting stone
Keeps pure from falling leaves! Long may the Spring,
Quietly as a sleeping infant's breath,
Send up cold waters to the traveller
With soft and even pulse! Nor ever cease
Yon tiny cone of sand its soundless dance,
Which at the bottom, like a Fairy's Page,
As merry and no taller, dances still,
Nor wrinkles the smooth surface of the Fount.
Here Twilight is and Coolness: here is moss,
A soft seat, and a deep and ample shade.
Thou may'st toil far and find no second tree.
Drink, Pilgrim, here; Here rest! and if thy heart
Be innocent, here too shalt thou refresh
Thy spirit, listening to some gentle sound,
Or passing gale or hum of murmuring bees!

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Poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge 1772–1834

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Romantic

Subjects Nature, Trees & Flowers, Landscapes & Pastorals, Seas, Rivers, & Streams, Mythology & Folklore, Animals

Poetic Terms Blank Verse, Pastoral, Imagery

 Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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Samuel Taylor Coleridge is the premier poet-critic of modern English tradition, distinguished for the scope and influence of his thinking about literature as much as for his innovative verse. Active in the wake of the French Revolution as a dissenting pamphleteer and lay preacher, he inspired a brilliant generation of writers and attracted the patronage of progressive men of the rising middle class. As William Wordsworth’s . . .

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SUBJECT Nature, Trees & Flowers, Landscapes & Pastorals, Seas, Rivers, & Streams, Mythology & Folklore, Animals

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Romantic

Poetic Terms Blank Verse, Pastoral, Imagery

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Originally appeared in Poetry magazine.

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