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Coleridge, David Hartley - Long time a child, and still a child, when years
Identifier
006362
Type of Spiritual Experience
Background
A description of the experience
Bricks without Mortar – The Selected Poems of Hartley Coleridge
Long time a child, and still a child, when years
Had painted manhood on my cheek, was I;
For yet I lived like one not born to die;
A thriftless prodigal of smiles and tears
No hope I needed, and I knew no fears.
But sleep, though sweet, is only sleep and waking,
I waked to sleep no more, at once o’ertaking
The vanguard of my age, with all arrears
Of duty on my back. Nor child nor man,
Nor youth, nor sage, I find my head is grey
For I have lost the race I never ran
A rathe December blights my lagging May;
And still I am a child, tho’ I be old
Time is my debtor for my years untold
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True love is still a child and then most true
When most it talks and does as children do
The source of the experience
Coleridge, David HartleyConcepts, symbols and science items
Concepts
Symbols
Science Items
Activities and commonsteps
Activities
Suppressions
Beauty, art and musicCommuning with nature
Home schooling
Inherited genes
LOVE
Reducing desires
Reducing threats
Suppressing memory