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Samuel Taylor Coleridge (Сэмюэл Тэйлор Кольридж)


Something Childish, But Very Natural


If I had but two little wings
And were a little feathery bird,
To you I'd fly, my dear!
But thoughts like these are idle things,
And I stay here.

But in my sleep to you I fly:
I'm always with you in my sleep!
The world is all one's own.
But then one wakes, and where am I?
All, all alone.

Sleep stays not, though a monarch bids:
So I love to wake ere break of day:
For though my sleep be gone,
Yet while 'tis dark, one shuts one's lids,
And still dreams on. 



Samuel Taylor Coleridge's other poems:
  1. To the River Otter
  2. The Faded Flower
  3. On A Connubial Rupture In High Life
  4. Recollections of Love
  5. On The Christening Of A Friend's Child


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