Love
To me realities but seem
From Poems (1908)
Love
To me realities but seem
The offspring of a foolish dream.
The things that were, alone are true.
The Past is Present here with you.
With you among the flowers I stray,
That grow not here but far away,
And gazing from your eyes I see
A soul for ever lost to me.
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MLA
Coleridge, Mary E. “To me realities but seem.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/coleridge_m/190/.
Chicago
Coleridge, Mary E. “To me realities but seem.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/coleridge_m/190/.
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