<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512823" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet VI.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pale Roamer thro' the Night! thou poor forlorn!<br>Remorse that man on his death-bed possess,<br>Who in the credulous hour of tenderness<br>Betrayed, then cast thee forth to Want and scorn!<br>The World is pityless; the Chaste one's pride,<br>Mimic of Virtue, scowls on thy distress;<br>Thy kindred, when they see thee, turn aside,<br>And Vice alone will shelter Wretchedness!<br>O! I am sad to think, that there should be<br>Men, born of woman, who endure to place<br>Foul offerings on the shrine of Misery,<br>And force from Famine the caress of Love!<br>Man has no feeling of thy sore Disgrace:<br>Keen blows the blast upon the moulting dove!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Samuel+Taylor+Coleridge">Samuel Taylor Coleridge</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512823" data-title="Sonnet VI. de Samuel Taylor Coleridge" data-description="Pale Roamer thro' the Night! thou poor forlorn! Remorse that man on his death-bed possess, Who in the credulous hour of tenderness Betrayed, then cast thee forth to Want and scorn! The World is pityless; the Chaste one's pride, Mimic of Virtue, sc..."></div> </div> </div>

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