Love
Westphalian Song
From Poems of Coleridge, selected by Arthur Symons (1905)
Love
When thou to my true-love com'st
Greet her from me kindly;
When she asks thee how I fare?
Say, folks in Heaven fare finely.
When she asks, "What! Is he sick?"
Say, dead!--and when for sorrow
She begins to sob and cry,
Say, I come to-morrow.
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MLA
Coleridge, Samuel Taylor. “Westphalian Song.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/coleridge/27/.
Chicago
Coleridge, Samuel Taylor. “Westphalian Song.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/coleridge/27/.
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