A Simile

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Title:     A Simile
Author: Samuel Taylor Coleridge [More Titles by Coleridge]

As the shy hind, the soft-eyed gentle Brute
Now moves, now stops, approaches by degrees--
At length emerges from the shelt'ring Trees,
Lur'd by her Hunter with the Shepherd's flute,
Whose music travelling on the twilight breeze,
When all besides was mute--
She oft had heard, and ever lov'd to hear;
She fearful Beast! but that no sound of Fear----

Undated

[The end]
Samuel Taylor Coleridge's poem: Simile

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