Westphalian Song
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
When thou to my true-love com'st
Greet her from me kindly;
When she asks thee how I fare?
Say, folks in Heaven fare finely.
When she asks, What! Is he sick?
Say, dead! -- and when for sorrow
She begins to sob and cry,
Say, I come to-morrow.
Written 1799?
Source:
The Golden Book Of ColeridgeCopyright 1914
London: J.M. Dent & Sons, Ltd.
New York: E. P. Dutton & Co.