Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

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The clouds had made a crimson
Above the mountains high
The stormy sun was going
In a stormy sky
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RN in, my lord, she said ; As it were the Father of Sin I have hated the Father of the Dead, The slayer of my kin ; By the Father of the Living led, Turn in, my lord, turn in
We were foes of old ; thy touch was cold, But mine is warm as life ...
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Many a flower have I seen blossom, Many a bird for me will sing
Never heard I so sweet a singer, Never saw I so fair a thing
She is a bird, a bird that blossoms, She is a flower, a flower that sings; And I a flower when I behold her, And...
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Grant me but a day, love,
But a day,
Ere I give my heart,
My heart away,
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ER of God
no lady thou:   Common woman of common
Our Lady ladies call thee now,   But Christ was never of gentle birth;   A common man of the common earth
For God’s ways are not as our ways:   The noblest lady in the
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The lake lay blue below the hill
O'er it, as I looked, there
Across the waters, cold and still,
A bird whose wings were palest blue
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O
ET me be in loving nice,
Dainty, fine, and o’er precise,
That I may charm my charmàd
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