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. When My Love Did What I Would Not, What I Would Not 12/31/2002
9. An Insincere Wish Addressed To A Beggar 4/1/2010
10. Street Lanterns 4/1/2010
11. We Never Said Farewell 1/1/2004
12. On Such A Day 4/1/2010
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. Come Home! 12/31/2002
18. Larghetto 12/31/2002
19. Our Lady 1/1/2004
20. A Moment 4/1/2010
21. Good Friday In My Heart 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 Other Side Of A Mirror 1/1/2004
27. I Ask Of Thee, Love, Nothing But Relief 12/31/2002
28. The Witch 1/1/2004
29. The Deserted House 4/1/2010
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


WE were young, we were merry, we were very very wise,
And the door stood open at our feast,
When there passed us a woman with the West in her eyes,
And a man with his back to the East.

O, still grew the hearts that were beating so fast,
The loudest voice was still.
The jest died away on our lips as thy passed,

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