Iambics

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Title:     Iambics
Author: Samuel Taylor Coleridge [More Titles by Coleridge]

No cold shall thee benumb,
Nor darkness stain thy sight;
To thee new Heat, new Light
Shall from this object come,
Whose Praises if thou now wilt sound aright,
My Pen shall give thee leave hereafter to be dumb.

1801.

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Samuel Taylor Coleridge's poem: Iambics

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