Within these circling hollies woodbine-clad —
Beneath this small blue roof of vernal sky —
How warm, how still! Tho’ tears should dim mine eye,
Yet will my heart for days continue glad,
For here, my love, thou art, and here am I!
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AN ANGEL VISITANT · Samuel Taylor Coleridge · Poetry Cove