Hartley Coleridge

(1796-1849 / England)

Song - Poem by Hartley Coleridge

SHE is not fair to outward view
As many maidens be,
Her loveliness I never knew
   Until she smiled on me;
O, then I saw her eye was bright,
A well of love, a spring of light!

But now her looks are coy and cold,
To mine they ne'er reply,
And yet I cease not to behold
   The love-light in her eye:
Her very frowns are fairer far
Than smiles of other maidens are.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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