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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET, by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Sweet mercy! How my very heart has bled
Last Line: And called them friends, and healed their noisome sores!
Variant Title(s): The Outcast
First Line: Sweet mercy! How my very heart has bled
Last Line: And called them friends, and healed their noisome sores!
Variant Title(s): The Outcast
Sweet Mercy! how my very heart has bled
To see thee, poor Old Man! and thy grey hairs
Hoar with the snowy blast: while no one cares
To clothe thy shrivelled limbs and palsied head.
My Father! throw away this tattered vest
That mocks thy shivering! take my garment -- use
A young man's arm! I'll melt these frozen dews
That hang from thy white beard and numb thy breast.
My Sara too shall tend thee, like a Child:
And thou shalt talk, in our fire-side's recess,
Of purple pride, that scowls on wretchedness.
He did not so, the Galilean mild,
Who met the Lazars turned from rich men's doors,
And called them Friends, and healed their noisome sores!
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