Poems of Coleridge by Unknown
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So they sat chatting, while bad thoughts Were troubling Edward's rest; But soon they heard his hard quick pants, And the thumping in his breast. "A mother too!" these self-same words Did Edward mutter plain; His face was drawn back on itself, With horror and huge pain. Both groan'd at once, for both knew well What thoughts were in his mind; When he waked up, and stared like one That hath been just struck blind. He sat upright; and ere the dream Had had time to depart, "O God, forgive me!" (he exclaimed) "I have torn out her heart." Then Ellen shrieked, and forthwith burst Into ungentle laughter; And Mary shivered, where she sat, And never she smiled after. 1797-1809. _Carmen reliquum in futurum tempus relegatum._ To-morrow! and To-morrow! and To-morrow!----[Note of S.T.C.--l8l5.] |
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