Versos English Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem 96 (Thou giv'st thy wisdom to a…)

English poem

Poem 96 (Thou giv'st thy wisdom to a…)

by (1861–1907)

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Thou giv'st thy wisdom to a chosen few, As 'twere some precious book, Yet were there only two or three that knew The art therein to look.

Thou giv'st thy laughter only unto one. He hath no eyes to see. Give, when his bitter jest with thee is done, Thy tears to me!