Samuel Taylor Coleridge ( 21 October 1772 – 25 July 1834) : Frost at Midnight (1798) Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall Heard only in the trances of the blast, Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, Quietly shining to the quiet Moon.
The Poet : life story of poets
The Poet is a blog about the life story of some of the famous poets.