Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Pantisocracy

1 No more my visionary soul shall dwell

2 On joys that were; no more endure to weigh

3 The shame and anguish of the evil day,

4 Wisely forgetful! O'er the ocean swell

5 Sublime of Hope, I seek the cottag'd dell

6 Where Virtue calm with careless step may stray,

7 And dancing to the moonlight roundelay,

8 The wizard Passions weave an holy spell.

9 Eyes that have ach'd with Sorrow! Ye shall weep

10 Tears of doubt-mingled joy, like theirs who start

11 From Precipices of distemper'd sleep,

12 On which the fierce-eyed Fiends their revels keep,

13 And see the rising Sun, and feel it dart

14 New rays of pleasance trembling to the heart.

1794