Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

(23 September 1861 – 25 August 1907)

Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poems

1. Where A Roman Villa Stood, Above Freiburg 4/1/2010
2. The Buddhist 2/14/2016
3. The Twins 8/3/2016
4. 'My True Love Hath My Heart And I Have His' 3/12/2015
5. Vale` - Egypt's Might Is Tumbled Down 4/1/2010
6. Chillingham 4/1/2010
7. A Huguenot 4/1/2010
8. On Such A Day 4/1/2010
9. When My Love Did What I Would Not, What I Would Not 12/31/2002
10. An Insincere Wish Addressed To A Beggar 4/1/2010
11. Street Lanterns 4/1/2010
12. We Never Said Farewell 1/1/2004
13. L'Oiseau Bleu 4/1/2010
14. The Train 4/1/2010
15. After St. Augustine 1/1/2004
16. Punctilio 1/1/2004
17. A Moment 4/1/2010
18. Come Home! 12/31/2002
19. Good Friday In My Heart 1/1/2004
20. Larghetto 12/31/2002
21. Our Lady 1/1/2004
22. ‘he Came Unto His Own, And His Own Received Him Not’ 1/1/2004
23. Unwelcome 1/1/2004
24. Blue And White 1/1/2004
25. Death And The Lady 5/14/2001
26. The Deserted House 4/1/2010
27. I Ask Of Thee, Love, Nothing But Relief 12/31/2002
28. The Witch 1/1/2004
29. The Other Side Of A Mirror 1/1/2004
30. To Memory 12/31/2002
31. Gibberish 4/1/2010
32. Affection 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Mary Elizabeth Coleridge


The earth that made the rose,
She also is thy mother, and not I.
The flame wherewith thy maiden spirit glows
Was lighted at no hearth that I sit by.
I am as far below as heaven above thee.
Were I thine angel, more I could not love thee.

Bid me defend thee!
Thy danger over-human strength shall lend me,
A hand of iron and a heart of steel,
To strike, to wound, to slay, and not to feel.
But if you chide me,
I am a weak, defenceless child beside thee.

Read the full of Affection


O LET me be in loving nice,
Dainty, fine, and o’er precise,
That I may charm my charmàd dear
As tho’ I felt a secret fear
To lose what never can be lost,—
Her faith who still delights me most!
So shall I be more than true,
Ever in my ageing new.
So dull habit shall not be
Wrongly call’d Fidelity.

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