Friday Poetry: Coleridge

Happy November!

This poem is from The Devil’s Thoughts by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. 

 

The Devil’s Thoughts

From his brimstone bed at break of day

A walking the Devil is gone,

To visit his little snug farm the earth,

And see how his stock goes on.

 

Over the hill and over the dale,

And he went over the plain,

And backward and forward he switched his long tail

As a gentleman switches his cane.

 

And how then was the Devil drest?

Oh! he was in his Sunday’s best:

His jacket was red and his breeches were blue,

And there was a hole where the tail came through.

 

Samuel Taylor Coleridge 

 

Happy reading.

 

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