The poet in his lone yet genial hour
Gives to his eyes a magnifying power :
Or rather he emancipates his eyes
From the black shapeless accidents of size–
In unctuous cones of kindling coal,
Or smoke upwreathing from the pipe’s trim bole,
His gifted ken can see
Phantoms of sublimity.
(Samuel Coleridge)
More Poetry from Samuel Coleridge:
- Inscription For A Fountain On A Heath (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
- Glycine's Song (Samuel Coleridge Poems)
- Lines (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
- The Blossing Of The Solitary Date-Tree (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
- As some vast Tropic tree, itself a wood (fragment) (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
- Hymn before Sun-rise, in the Vale of Chamouni (Samuel Coleridge Poem)