1798

Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man?

Lines Written in Early Spring · 1798

★ 5.4

Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher.

We have no government armed with power capable of contending with human passions unbridled by morality and religion. Avarice, ambition, revenge, or gallantry, would break the strongest cords of our Constitution as a whale goes through a net. Our Constitution was made only for a moral and religious people. It is wholly inadequate to the government of any other.

The Table Turned · 1798

★ 5.4

Letter

John Adams

1798

★ 5.3

The best portion of a good man's life, His little, nameless, unremembered acts Of kindness and of Love.

Lines Composed a Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey · 1798

★ 5.3

Oh sleep! It is a gentle thing, Beloved from pole to pole!

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner · 1798

★ 3.8

Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist.

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner · 1798

★ 3.8

Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea!

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner · 1798

★ 3.8

Oh! dream of joy! is this indeed The lighthouse top I see? Is this the hill? Is this the kirk? Is this mine one countree?

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner · 1798

★ 3.7

He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small.

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner · 1798

★ 3.7

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

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner · 1798

★ 3.7

Till clombe above the eastern bar The horned Moon, with one bright star Within the nether tip.

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner · 1798

★ 3.7

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

Population, when unchecked, increases in a geometrical ratio. Subsistence only increases in an arithmetical ratio.

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner · 1798

★ 3.7

Economic literature

Thomas Robert Malthus

1798

★ 3.6

Play · Tragedy (play) · Tragedy

Many a crown shines spotless now That yet was deeply sullied in the winning.

Friedrich Schiller

The Death of Wallenstein · 1798

★ 2.8

Letter

I do not want people to be very agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal.

Jane Austen

1798

★ 2.1

Water, water, everywhere, Nor any drop to drink.

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner · 1798

★ 2.1

The man hath penance done, And penance more will do.

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner · 1798

★ 2.1

The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared, Merrily did we drop Below the kirk, below the hill, Below the lighthouse top.

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner · 1798

★ 2.0

Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner · 1798

★ 1.9

Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things; We murder to dissect. Enough of science and of art; Close up these barren leaves.