William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909.
The ButterflySamuel Taylor Coleridge (17721834)
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The soul’s fair emblem, and its only name—
But of the soul, escaped the slavish trade
Of earthly life!—For in this mortal frame
Ours is the reptile’s lot, much toil, much blame,
Manifold motions making little speed,
And to deform and kill the things whereon we feed.