Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Come, Come Thou Bleak December Wind (Fragment)
Poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Come, come thou bleak December wind,
And blow the dry leaves from the tree!
Flash, like a Love-thought, thro' me, Death
And take a Life that wearies me.
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