"Those who argue that England may safely depend upon a supply of foreign corn, if it grow none or an insufficient quantity of its own, forget that they are subjugating the necessaries of life itself to the mere luxuries or comforts of society. Is it not certain that the price of corn abroad will be raised upon us as soon as it is once known that we must buy?—and when that fact is known, in what sort of a situation shall we be?"

"No state can be such properly, which is not self-subsistent at least; for no state that is not so, is essentially independent. The nation that cannot even exist without the commodity of another nation, is in effect the slave of that other nation."

"Not the poem which we have read, but that to which we return, with the greatest pleasure, possesses the genuine power, and claims the name of essential poetry."

"Every reform, however necessary, will by weak minds be carried to an excess, that itself will need reforming."

"Experience informs us that the first defence of weak minds is to recriminate."

"Indignation at literary wrongs I leave to men born under happier stars. I cannot afford it."

"Milton had a highly imaginative, Cowley a very fanciful mind."

"An , in the highest sense of that word, cannot be conveyed but by a symbol; and, except in geometry, all symbols of necessity involve an apparent contradiction."

"Veracity does not consist in saying, but in the intention of communicating truth."

"I sought for a subject, that should give equal room and freedom for description, incident, and impassioned reflections on men, nature, and society, yet supply in itself a natural connection to the parts, and unity to the whole. Such a subject I conceived myself to have found in a stream, traced from its source in the hills among the yellow-red moss and conical glass-shaped tufts of Bent, to the first break or fall, where its drops became audible, and it begins to form a channel; thence to the peat and turf barn, itself built of the same dark squares as it sheltered; to the sheepfold; to the first cultivated plot of ground; to the lonely cottage and its bleak garden won from the heath; to the hamlet, the villages, the market-town, the manufactories, and the seaport. My walks therefore were almost daily on the top of Quantock, and among its sloping coombs."

"“Until you understand a writer's ignorance, presume yourself ignorant of his understanding.”"

"During the act of knowledge itself, the objective and subjective are so instantly united, that we cannot determine to which of the two the priority belongs."

"The primary I hold to be the living power and prime Agent of all human Perception, and as a repetition in the finite mind of the eternal act of creation in the infinite ."

"The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din."

"He holds him with his glittering eye — The Wedding-Guest stood still, And listens like a three years child: The Mariner hath his will."

"The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared, Merrily did we drop Below the kirk, below the hill, Below the light-house top."

"The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon."

"The bride hath paced into the hall, Red as a rose is she."

"And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald."

"The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around: It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound!"

"At length did cross an Albatross, Thorough the fog it came; As if it had been a Christian soul, We hailed it in God's name."

"( In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud, It perched for vespers nine; Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered the white Moon-shine."

""God save thee, ancient Mariner! From the fiends, that plague thee thus! — Why look'st thou so?" — With my cross-bow I shot the Albatross."

"And I had done an hellish thing, And it would work 'em woe: For all averred, I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch! said they, the bird to slay, That made the breeze to blow!"

"The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew, The furrow followed free: We were the first that ever burst Into that silent sea."

"Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean."

"Water, water, every where, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink."

"The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea."

"About, about, in reel and rout The death fires danced at night."

"Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung."

"I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail! a sail!"

"Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel."

"Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-Mare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold."

""The game is done! I've won, I've won!" Quoth she, and whistles thrice."

"The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: At one stride comes the dark; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea. Off shot the spectre-bark."

"We listened and looked sideways up! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seemed to sip!"

"The hornèd Moon, with one bright star Within the nether tip."

"One after one, by the star-dogged Moon, Too quick for groan or sigh, Each turned his face with a ghastly pang, And cursed me with his eye."

"I fear thee, ancient Mariner! I fear thy skinny hand! And thou art long, and lank, and brown, As is the ribbed sea-sand."

"Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony."

"The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I."

"An orphan's curse would drag to Hell A spirit from on high; But oh! more horrible than that Is a curse in a dead man's eye! Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse, And yet I could not die."

"The moving Moon went up the sky, And no where did abide: Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside."

"Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes."

"Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire."

"O happy living things! no tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware: Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware."

"The self-same moment I could pray; And from my neck so free The Albatross fell off, and sank Like lead into the sea."

"Oh sleep! it is a gentle thing, Beloved from pole to pole."

"We were a ghastly crew."

"It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune."