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HARTLEY COLERIDGE

1796-1849

652                                                   Song

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 neer 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.

653                                              Early Death

SHE passd away like morning dew
   Before the sun was high;
So brief her time, she scarcely knew
   The meaning of a sigh.
As round the rose its soft perfume,
   Sweet love around her floated;
Admired she grewwhile mortal doom
   Crept on, unfeard, unnoted.
Love was her guardian Angel here,
   But Love to Death resignd her;
Tho Love was kind, why should we fear
   But holy Death is kinder?

654                                                 Friendship

WHEN we were idlers with the loitering rills,
The need of human love we little noted:
Our love was nature; and the peace that floated
On the white mist, and dwelt upon the hills,
To sweet accord subdued our wayward wills:
   One soul was ours, one mind, one heart devoted,
   That, wisely doting, askd not why it doted,
And ours the unknown joy, which knowing kills.
But now I find how dear thou wert to me;
   That man is more than half of natures treasure,
Of that fair beauty which no eye can see,
   Of that sweet music which no ear can measure;
   And now the streams may sing for others pleasure,
The hills sleep on in their eternity.

 

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