Hartley Coleridge (Хартли Кольридж)

Early Death

SHE pass'd away like morning dew
   Before the sun was high;
So brief her time, she scarcely knew
   The meaning of a sigh.

As round the rose its soft perfume,
   Sweet love around her floated;
Admired she grew--while mortal doom
   Crept on, unfear'd, unnoted.

Love was her guardian Angel here,
   But Love to Death resign'd her;
Tho' Love was kind, why should we fear
   But holy Death is kinder? 

1. Lines——
2. How Long I Sailed
3. To a Deaf and Dumb Little Girl
4. Address To Certain Golfishes
5. Written on the Anniversary of Our Father's Death

Elizabeth Siddal (Элизабет Сиддал) Early Death ("Oh grieve not with thy bitter tears")

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