Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white,
Glimmered the white moonshine.
[...]
Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.
Autore: Samuel Taylor Coleridge
![Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white,<br />Glimmered the white moonshine.<br />[...]<br />Day after day, day after day,<br />We stuck, nor breath nor motion;<br />As idle as a painted ship<br />Upon a painted ocean. - Samuel Taylor Coleridge](/static/img/quotes/271196.jpg)