"Pantisocracy." Author: S. Taylor Coleridge.
No more my Visionary Soul shall dwell
On Joys that were!! No more endure to weigh
The Shame and Anguish of the evil Day,
Wisely forgetful!! Over the Ocean swell
Sublime of Hope I seek the cottaged Dell,
Where Virtue calm with careless step may stray,
And dancing to the moonlight Roundelay
The Wizard Passions weave an Holy Spell.
Eyes that have ached with Sorrow!! ye shall weep
Tears of doubt-mingled Joy, like theirs who start
From Precipices of distempered Sleep,
On which the fierce-eyed Fiends their Revels keep,
And see the rising Sun, and feel it dart
New Rays of Pleasance trembling to the Heart.
Author: S. Taylor Coleridge.
