<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512894" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To An Unfortunate Woman At The Theatre</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maiden, that with sullen brow<br>Sitt'st behind those virgins gay,<br>Like a scorched and mildew'd bough,<br>Leafless mid the blooms of May.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Him who lured thee and forsook,<br>Oft I watch'd with angry gaze,<br>Fearful saw his pleading look,<br>Anxious heard his fervid phrase.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Soft the glances of the youth,<br>Soft his speech, and soft his sigh;<br>But no sound like simple truth,<br>But no true love in his eye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Loathing thy polluted lot,<br>Hie thee, maiden, hie thee hence!<br>Seek thy weeping mother's cot,<br>With a wiser innocence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou hast known deceit and folly,<br>Thou hast felt that vice is woe;<br>With a musing melancholy,<br>Inly armed, go, maiden! go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mother, sage of self dominion,<br>Firm thy steps, O melancholy!<br>The strongest plume in wisdom's pinion<br>Is the memory of past folly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mute the sky-lark and forlorn<br>While she moults the firstling plumes,<br>That had skimm'd the tender corn,<br>Or the bean-field's odorous blooms.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Soon with renovated wing,<br>Shall she dare a loftier flight,<br>Upward to the day-star spring,<br>And embathe in heavenly light.</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=512894" data-title="To An Unfortunate Woman At The Theatre de Samuel Taylor Coleridge" data-description="Maiden, that with sullen brow Sitt'st behind those virgins gay, Like a scorched and mildew'd bough, Leafless mid the blooms of May. Him who lured thee and forsook, Oft I watch'd with angry gaze, Fearful saw his pleading look, Anxious heard his fe..."></div> </div> </div>

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