| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895. |
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| To Shakespeare |
| | | Hartley Coleridge (1796–1849) |
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| THE SOUL of man is larger than the sky, | |
| Deeper than ocean or the abysmal dark | |
| Of the unfathom’d centre. Like that Ark | |
| Which in its sacred hold uplifted high, | |
| O’er the drown’d hills, the human family, | 5 |
| And stock reserv’d of every living kind, | |
| So, in the compass of the single mind, | |
| The seeds and pregnant forms in essence lie, | |
| That make all worlds. Great Poet, ’t was thy art | |
| To know thyself, and in thyself to be | 10 |
| Whate’er love, hate, ambition, destiny, | |
| Or the firm, fatal purpose of the heart, | |
| Can make of Man. Yet thou wert still the same, | |
| Serene of thought, unhurt by thy own flame. | |
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