A Quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Farewell, farewell! but this I tell To thee, thou Wedding-Guest! He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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Beast Bird Both Farewell Guest Man Tell Thee Thou Wedding Well

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Samuel Taylor Coleridge
English - Poet
October 21, 1772 - July 25, 1834

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To all my gentle readers who have treated me with love for over 30 years, I must say farewell. It has always been my ambition to die in harness with my head face down on a keyboard and my nose caught between two of the keys, but that's not the way it worked out. I have had a long and happy life and I have no complaints about the ending, thereof, and so farewell - farewell.