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Thomas Humphry Ward, ed.  The English Poets.  1880–1918.
Vol. IV. The Nineteenth Century: Wordsworth to Rossetti
 
Sonnet. Composed on a Journey Homewards
By Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772–1834)
 
The Author Having Received Intelligence of the Birth of a Son, Sept. 20, 1796.

OFT o’er my brain does that strange fancy roll
  Which makes the present (while the flash doth last)
  Seem a mere semblance of some unknown past,
Mixed with such feelings, as perplex the soul
Self-questioned in her sleep: and some have said        5
  We lived, ere yet this robe of flesh we wore.
  O my sweet baby! when I reach my door,
If heavy looks should tell me thou art dead
(As sometimes, through excess of hope, I fear)
I think, that I should struggle to believe        10
  Thou wert a spirit, to this nether sphere
Sentenced for some more venial crime to grieve;
Did’st scream, then spring to meet Heaven’s quick reprieve,
  While we wept idly o’er thy little bier!
 
 
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