Poem by Hartley Coleridge

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. Full Well I Know

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

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