Living

Sonnet 12 (Miscellaneous Sonnets)

by Hartley Coleridge 1796–1849

From Poems (1851), vol. II: Miscellaneous Sonnets

Living

What is the meaning of the word " sublime,'
Utter'd full oft, and never yet explain'd ?
It is a truth that cannot be contained
In formal bounds of thought, in prose, or rhyme.
'Tis the Eternal struggling out of Time.
It is in man a birth-mark of his kind
That proves him kindred with immaculate mind,
The son of him that in the stainless prime
Was God's own image. Whatsoe'er creates
At once abasement, and a sense of glory,
Whate'er of sight, sound, feeling, fact, or story.
Exalts the man, and yet the self rebates,
That is the true sublime, which can confess
In weakness strength, the great in littleness.

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