Fragment 3: Come, come thou bleak December wind Dec 6, 2019 1 min read Poetry Come, come thou bleak December wind,And blow the dry leaves from the tree!Flash, like a Love-thought, thro’ me, DeathAnd take a Life that wearies me. Samuel Taylor Colerdige More posts The Poetry Foundation has an excellent biography of Coleridge here: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/samuel-taylor-coleridge
