





500 
HARTLEY COLERIDGE. 
To sit upon thy slender stem, 
A solitary diadem, 
Adorning latest Autumn with 
A relic sweet of vernal pith? 
O Heaven! if, as faithful I believe, 
Thou wilt the prayer of faithful love receive, 
Let it be so with me! I was a child— 
Of large belief, though froward, wild. 
Gladly I listened to the holy word, 
And deemed my little prayers to God were heard. 
All things I loved, however strange or odd, 
As deeming all things were beloved by God. ~ 
In youth and manhood’s careful sultry hours, 
The garden of my youth bore many. flowers 
That now are faded ; but my early faith, 
Though thinner far than vapor, spectre, wraith, 
Lighter than aught the rude wind blows away, 
Has yet outlived the rude tempestuous day, 
"And may remain, a witness of the Spring, 
A. sweet, a holy, and a lovely thing ; 
The promise of another Spring to me, 
My lovely, lone, and iost Anemone} 

