Something Childish, but Very Natural

By Samuel Taylor Coleridge 1772–1834

Written in Germany

   If I had but two little wings
      And were a little feathery bird,
         To you I'd fly, my dear!
But thoughts like these are idle things,
         And I stay here.

   But in my sleep to you I fly:
      I'm always with you in my sleep!
         The world is all one's own.
But then one wakes, and where am I?
         All, all alone.

   Sleep stays not, though a monarch bids:
      So I love to wake ere break of day:
         For though my sleep be gone,
Yet while 'tis dark, one shuts one's lids,
         And still dreams on.

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Poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge 1772–1834

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Romantic

Subjects Living, Love, Relationships, Sorrow & Grieving, Romantic Love, Realistic & Complicated

Poetic Terms Rhymed Stanza, Imagery

 Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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Samuel Taylor Coleridge is the premier poet-critic of modern English tradition, distinguished for the scope and influence of his thinking about literature as much as for his innovative verse. Active in the wake of the French Revolution as a dissenting pamphleteer and lay preacher, he inspired a brilliant generation of writers and attracted the patronage of progressive men of the rising middle class. As William Wordsworth’s . . .

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SUBJECT Living, Love, Relationships, Sorrow & Grieving, Romantic Love, Realistic & Complicated

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Romantic

Poetic Terms Rhymed Stanza, Imagery

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