"The Presence of Love" Cross Stitch Chart
An original design by Pippa Slack.
From poetry by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
An original design by Pippa Slack.
From poetry by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Design size:
138 stitches wide x 303 stitches high
Which translates to (on 25 ct fabric):
14.02cm wide x 30.78cm high.
(contains backstitching)
Requires 16 DMC colours
138 stitches wide x 303 stitches high
Which translates to (on 25 ct fabric):
14.02cm wide x 30.78cm high.
(contains backstitching)
Requires 16 DMC colours
The Presence of Love Cross Stitch Chart: £3.99
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We also take orders for custom kits, so if you have a design you would like to see translated into a chart just let us know!
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Tax is included in the price of the charts; it is up to the customer to calculate what VAT is payable on the chart.
Tax is included in the price of the charts; it is up to the customer to calculate what VAT is payable on the chart.
The Presence of Love,
By Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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.
By Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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.
