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Poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge


The Rose


As late each flower that sweetest blows
I pluck'd, the Garden's pride!
Within the petals of a Rose
A sleeping Love I 'spied.

Around his brows a beamy wreath
Of many a lucent hue;
All purple glow'd his cheek, beneath,
Inebriate with the dew.

I softly seiz'd th' unguarded Power,
Nor scar'd his balmy rest:
And plac'd him, cag'd within the flower,
On spotless Sara's breast.

But when unweeting of the guile
Awoke the pris'ner sweet,
He struggled to escape awhile
And stamp'd his faery feet.

Ah! soon the soul entrancing sight
Subdued th' impatient boy!
He gaz'd! he thrill'd with deep delight!
Then clapp'd his wings for joy.

'And O!' he cried -- 'Of magic kind
What charms this Throne endear!
Some other Love let Venus find
I'll fix my empire here.' 



Samuel Taylor Coleridge


Samuel Taylor Coleridge's other poems:
  1. Lines
  2. Ode to Tranquillity
  3. Lines Written after a Walk before Supper
  4. To an Infant
  5. Cologne


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Robert Southey The Rose ("Nay EDITH! spare the rose!--it lives--it lives")
  • William Cowper The Rose ("The rose had been washed, just washed in a shower")
  • Richard Lovelace The Rose ("Sweet serene skye-like Flower")
  • William Browne The Rose ("A ROSE, as fair as ever saw the North")
  • Isabella Crawford The Rose ("The Rose was given to man for this")
  • Sara Teasdale The Rose ("BENEATH my chamber window")

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