Samuel Taylor Coleridge (Сэмюэл Тэйлор Кольридж)

A Child's Evening Prayer

Ere on my bed my limbs I lay,
God grant me grace my prayers to say:
O God! preserve my mother dear
In strength and health for many a year;
And, O! preserve my father too,
And may I pay him reverence due;
And may I my best thoughts employ
To be my parents' hope and joy;
And, O! preserve my brothers both
From evil doings and from sloth,
And may we always love each other,
Our friends, our father, and our mother,
And still, O Lord, to me impart
An innocent and grateful heart,
That after my last steep I may
Awake to thy eternal day! Amen. 

1. Progress of Vice
2. Fancy In Nubibus, Or The Poet In The Clouds
3. Ode To Sara, In Answer To A Letter From Bristol
4. This Lime-tree Bower my Prison
5. To the Muse

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