Samuel Taylor Coleridge

(1772-1834 / Devon / England)

To An Unfortunate Woman, Whom The Author Had Known In The Days Of Her Innocence - Poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Myrtle leaf, that ill besped
Pinest in the gladsome ray,
Soiled beneath the common tread
Far from thy protecting spray!

When the partridge o'er the sheaf
Whirred along the yellow vale,
Sad, I saw thee, heedless leaf!
Love the dalliance of the gale.

Lightly didst thou, foolish thing!
Heave and flutter to his sighs,
While the flatt'rer on his wing
Wooed and whispered thee to rise.

Gayly from thy mother stalk
Wert thou danced and wafted high;
Soon on this unsheltered walk
Flung to fade, to rot, and die!


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 31, 2010



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