And his good sword rust;
His soul is with the saints, I trust."
G. Taylor.
Your correspondent's mutilated version I have seen on a china match-box, in the shape of a Crusader's tomb.
C. Mansfield Ingleby.
"Of whose omniscient and all-spreading love."
These lines are also Coleridge's (Poems, &c., p. 30., edit. 1852). He afterwards added the following note on this passage:
"I utterly recant the sentiment contained in the lines—
Of whose omniscient and all-spreading love
Aught to implore were impotence of mind;
it being written in Scripture, 'Ask, and it shall be given you!' and my human reason being, moreover, convinced of the propriety of offering petitions, as well as thanksgivings, to Deity.—S. T. C., 1797."
H. G. T.
Weston-super-Mare.