Samuel Taylor Coleridge (Сэмюэл Тэйлор Кольридж)

The Exchange

We pledged our hearts, my love and I,
I in my arms the maiden clasping;
I could not tell the reason why,
But, O, I trembled like an aspen!

Her father's love she bade me gain;
I went, and shook like any reed!
I strove to act the man---in vain!
We had exchanged our hearts indeed.

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2. The Pang More Sharp Than All
3. Lines Written after a Walk before Supper
4. On a Ruined House in a Romantic Country
5. The Suicide's Argument

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