Samuel Taylor Coleridge — Nonsense

Sing impassionate Soul! of Mohammed the complicate story:        &nbspSing, unfearful of Man, groaning and ending in care. Short the Command and the Toil, but endlessly mighty the Glory!        &nbspStanding aloof if it chance, vainly our enemy's scare: What tho' we wretchedly fare, wearily drawing the Breath—,        &nbspMalice in wonder may stare; merrily move we to Death.