Imitated From Ossian Comments

But I along the breeze shall roll The voice of feeble power; A nice poem.

is he saying, 'The more complex the song, the more feeble its power'?

Such a heartwarming poem.......

But I along the breeze shall roll The voice of feeble power; And dwell, the Moon-beam of thy soul, In Slumber's nightly hour. Coleridge with the moon beam of his soul power.

Beneath the dew the Lily weeps! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

And dwell, the Moon-beam of thy soul, In Slumber's nightly hour. Beautiful poem shared.

What a beautiful poem! A treat for soul and comfort for aching heart.

The master romantic Poet Coleridge has the magic power to sway all hearts by Poetry like Shakespeare does in his Plays like As You Like It!

what a beautiful poem it just rolls off the tongue.