Work without Hope
62, 5—*the sole unbusy thing*. Cf. George Herbert's "Employment:"
"All things are busie; onely I Neither bring hony with the bees, Nor flowers to make that, nor the husbandrie To water these."
"I find more substantial comfort now," wrote Coleridge to his friend Collins in 1818, "in pious George Herbert's 'Temple,' which I used to read to amuse myself with his quaintness, in short, only to laugh at, than in all the poetry since Milton."