Spots In The Sun

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Title:     Spots In The Sun
Author: Samuel Taylor Coleridge [More Titles by Coleridge]

My father confessor is strict and holy,
_Mi Fili_, still he cries, _peccare noli_.
And yet how oft I find the pious man
At Annette's door, the lovely courtesan!
Her soul's deformity the good man wins
And not her charms! he comes to hear her sins!
Good father! I would fain not do thee wrong;
But ah! I fear that they who oft and long
Stand gazing at the sun, to count each spot,
_Must_ sometimes find the sun itself too hot.

First published in _Morning Post_, Oct. 11, 1802.

[The end]
Samuel Taylor Coleridge's poem: Spots In The Sun

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