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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512894" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To An Unfortunate Woman At The Theatre</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512894" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Maiden, that with sullen brow<br>Sitt'st behind those virgins gay,<br>Like a scorched and mildew'd bough,<br>Leafless mid the blooms of May.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512894" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Him who lured thee and forsook,<br>Oft I watch'd with angry gaze,<br>Fearful saw his pleading look,<br>Anxious heard his fervid phrase.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512894" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Soft the glances of the youth,<br>Soft his speech, and soft his sigh;<br>But no sound like simple truth,<br>But no true love in his eye.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512894" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Loathing thy polluted lot,<br>Hie thee, maiden, hie thee hence!<br>Seek thy weeping mother's cot,<br>With a wiser innocence.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512894" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Thou hast known deceit and folly,<br>Thou hast felt that vice is woe;<br>With a musing melancholy,<br>Inly armed, go, maiden! go.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512894" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Mother, sage of self dominion,<br>Firm thy steps, O melancholy!<br>The strongest plume in wisdom's pinion<br>Is the memory of past folly.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512894" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Mute the sky-lark and forlorn<br>While she moults the firstling plumes,<br>That had skimm'd the tender corn,<br>Or the bean-field's odorous blooms.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512894" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Soon with renovated wing,<br>Shall she dare a loftier flight,<br>Upward to the day-star spring,<br>And embathe in heavenly light.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Samuel+Taylor+Coleridge">Samuel Taylor Coleridge</a></strong></div>

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