The Hour-Glass

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Title:     The Hour-Glass
Author: Samuel Taylor Coleridge [More Titles by Coleridge]

O think, fair maid! these sands that pass
In slender threads adown this glass,
Were once the body of some swain,
Who lov'd too well and lov'd in vain,
And let one soft sigh heave thy breast,
That not in life alone unblest
E'en lovers' ashes find no rest.

[The end]
Samuel Taylor Coleridge's poem: Hour-Glass

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