"And in Life's noisiest hour,
There whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee,
The heart's Self-solace and soliloquy.

You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within;
And to the leading Love-throb in the Heart
Thro' all my Being, thro' my pulse's beat;
You lie in all my many Thoughts, like Light,
Like the fair light of Dawn, or summer Eve
On rippling Stream, or cloud-reflecting Lake.

And looking to the Heaven, that bends above you,
How oft! I bless the Lot that made me love you."

~The Presence of Love, by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

 

 

 

 

     Coleridge's intimate tone is quite apparent to the reader.  "You mould my hopes" certainly refers to his lover and how she affects him.  "You lie in all my thoughts" and "How oft! I bless the Lot that made me love you" prove that Coleridge is obviously in love, and is intimately close to the one whom he writes of.