Poem A Day

What Is Life?

by Samuel Coleridge

Resembles Life what once was held of Light,

Too ample in itself for human sight ?

An absolute Self--an element ungrounded--

All, that we see, all colours of all shade

[Image]By encroach of darkness made ?--

Is very life by consciousness unbounded ?

And all the thoughts, pains, joys of mortal breath,

A war-embrace of wrestling Life and Death ?

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