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Sunday, August 25, 2013

Poem-A-Day: "My True Love Hath My Heart and I Have His" by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

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"My True Love Hath My Heart and I Have His"
 
 

None ever was in love with me but grief.    

   She wooed my from the day that I was born; 

She stole my playthings first, the jealous thief,    

   And left me there forlorn. 

 

The birds that in my garden would have sung,    

   She scared away with her unending moan; 

She slew my lovers too when I was young,    

   And left me there alone. 

 

Grief, I have cursed thee often--now at last    

   To hate thy name I am no longer free; 

Caught in thy bony arms and prisoned fast,    

   I love no love but thee.

 

 

 

Today's poem is in the public domain. 

About This Poem
The title "My True Love Hath My Heart and I Have His" refers to a line from Sir Philip Sidney's long work Arcadia, an influential romance from the sixteenth century.
Anthology Featuring Coleridge

(Wiley-Blackwell, 1999)

 
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August 25, 2013

Mary Elizabeth Coleridge was born on September 23, 1861, in London. The great-grandniece of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, she wrote under the pseudonym Anodos. Coleridge died in 1907.
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