To An Unfortunate Woman

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Title:     To An Unfortunate Woman
Author: Samuel Taylor Coleridge [More Titles by Coleridge]

WHOM THE AUTHOR HAD KNOWN IN THE DAYS OF HER INNOCENCE

Myrtle-leaf that, ill besped,
Pinest in the gladsome ray,
Soil'd beneath the common tread
Far from thy protecting spray!

When the Partridge o'er the sheaf
Whirr'd along the yellow vale,
Sad I saw thee, heedless leaf!
Love the dalliance of the gale.

Lightly didst thou, foolish thing!
Heave and flutter to his sighs,
While the flatterer, on his wing,
Woo'd and whisper'd thee to rise.

Gaily from thy mother-stalk
Wert thou danc'd and wafted high--
Soon on this unshelter'd walk
Flung to fade, to rot and die.

1797.

[The end]
Samuel Taylor Coleridge's poem: To An Unfortunate Woman

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