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Category :Poems
Author :Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Date :August 2011
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To The Honourable Mr. Erskine
When British Freedom for an happier landSpread her broad wings, that flutter'd with affright,
ERSKINE! thy voice she heard, and paus'd her flight
Sublime of hope, for dreadless thou didst stand
(Thy censer glowing with the hallow'd flame)
A hireless Priest before the insulted shrine,
And at her altar pour the stream divine
Of unmatch'd eloquence. Therefore thy name
Her sons shall venerate, and cheer thy breast
With blessings heaven-ward breath'd. And when the doom
Of Nature bids thee die, beyond the tomb
Thy light shall shine: as sunk beneath the West
Though the great Summer Sun eludes our gaze,
Still burns wide Heaven with his distended blaze.
December 1, 1794.
(The end)
Samuel Taylor Coleridge's poem: To The Honourable Mr. Erskine
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