Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

(23 September 1861 – 25 August 1907)

Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poems

1. Where A Roman Villa Stood, Above Freiburg 4/1/2010
2. 'My True Love Hath My Heart And I Have His' 3/12/2015
3. Vale` - Egypt's Might Is Tumbled Down 4/1/2010
4. Chillingham 4/1/2010
5. A Huguenot 4/1/2010
6. On Such A Day 4/1/2010
7. When My Love Did What I Would Not, What I Would Not 12/31/2002
8. An Insincere Wish Addressed To A Beggar 4/1/2010
9. We Never Said Farewell 1/1/2004
10. Street Lanterns 4/1/2010
11. L'Oiseau Bleu 4/1/2010
12. After St. Augustine 1/1/2004
13. Punctilio 1/1/2004
14. A Moment 4/1/2010
15. Come Home! 12/31/2002
16. Good Friday In My Heart 1/1/2004
17. Larghetto 12/31/2002
18. The Train 4/1/2010
19. Our Lady 1/1/2004
20. ‘he Came Unto His Own, And His Own Received Him Not’ 1/1/2004
21. Blue And White 1/1/2004
22. Unwelcome 1/1/2004
23. Death And The Lady 5/14/2001
24. I Ask Of Thee, Love, Nothing But Relief 12/31/2002
25. The Deserted House 4/1/2010
26. The Witch 1/1/2004
27. The Other Side Of A Mirror 1/1/2004
28. To Memory 12/31/2002
29. Gibberish 4/1/2010
30. Affection 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Mary Elizabeth Coleridge


The earth that made the rose,
She also is thy mother, and not I.
The flame wherewith thy maiden spirit glows
Was lighted at no hearth that I sit by.
I am as far below as heaven above thee.
Were I thine angel, more I could not love thee.

Bid me defend thee!
Thy danger over-human strength shall lend me,
A hand of iron and a heart of steel,
To strike, to wound, to slay, and not to feel.
But if you chide me,
I am a weak, defenceless child beside thee.

Read the full of Affection

The Witch

I HAVE walked a great while over the snow,
And I am not tall nor strong.
My clothes are wet, and my teeth are set,
And the way was hard and long.
I have wandered over the fruitful earth,
But I never came here before.
Oh, lift me over the threshold, and let me in at the door!

The cutting wind is a cruel foe.

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