Fragment 3: Come, come thou bleak December wind

Come, come thou bleak December wind,
And blow the dry leaves from the tree!
Flash, like a Love-thought, thro’ me, Death
And take a Life that wearies me.
Samuel Taylor Colerdige

Samuel Taylor Colerdige

The Poetry Foundation has an excellent biography of Coleridge here: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/samuel-taylor-coleridge