Samuel Taylor Coleridge (Сэмюэл Тэйлор Кольридж)

Epitaph on an Infant

Ere sin could blight, or sorrow fade,
Death came with friendly care;
The opening bud to heaven conveyed,
And bade it blossom there. 

1. Lines
2. The Suicide's Argument
3. On a Connubial Rupture in High Life
4. Inscription for a Fountain on a Heath
5. To an Unfortunate Woman at the Theatre

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