Love’s Apparition and Evanishment

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Non-Music, Poetry (Literature)
Love’s Apparition and Evanishment
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   Like a lone Arab, old and blind,    Some caravan had left behind,    Who sits beside a ruin'd well,    Where the shy sand-asps bask and swell; And now he hangs his agéd head aslant, And listens for a human sound—in vain! And now the aid, which Heaven alone can grant, Upturns his eyeless face from Heaven to gain;— Even thus, in vacant mood, one sultry hour, Resting my eye upon a drooping plant, With brow low-bent, within my garden-bower, I sate upon the couch of camomile; And—whether 'twas a transient sleep, perchance, Flitted across the idle brain, the while I watch'd the sickly calm with aimless scope, In my own heart; or that, indeed a trance, Turn'd my eye inward—thee, O genial Hope, Love's elder sister! thee did I behold, Drest as a bridesmaid, but all pale and cold, With roseless cheek, all pale and cold and dim,  Lie lifeless at my feet! And then came Love, a sylph in bridal trim,  And stood beside my seat; She bent, and kiss'd her sister's lips,  As she was wont to do;— Alas! 'twas but a chilling breath Woke just enough of life in death  To make Hope die anew. L'ENVOY In vain we supplicate the Powers above; There is no resurrection for the Love 30 That, nursed in tenderest care, yet fades away In the chill'd heart by gradual self-decay.
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- Samuel Taylor Coleridge