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  1. British writer Mary Coleridge was well known in her day as a novelist and essayist; now, she is better known for her poetry. The great-grandniece of Romantic poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge and the daughter of musically talented parents, Coleridge grew up in a literary and...

  2. Intellectually gifted Mary Coleridge was the great-grand-niece of Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Her parents were impressively well connected to writers and musicians in the London of the last half of the nineteenth century. Mary met weekly with friends in the late 1880s to discuss literature and to read their own creative work.

  3. The Witch. ‘The Witch’ poem tells a short story about the life of the speaker, the witch, and the destruction she wrought on one someone who tried to help her. And I am not tall nor strong. And the way was hard and long. Mary Elizabeth Coleridge was a British novelist and poet born in 1907. She wrote poetry under the pen name Anodos.

  4. Mary Elizabeth Coleridge was a British author of the late Victorian era who wrote novels, poetry, and essays. Though she achieved some recognition during her lifetime for her prose, Coleridge’s poetry, often published under the pseudonym Anodos, has gained increased attention and acclaim in recent decades.

  5. Her essays, collected together in Non Sequitur (1900) and posthumously in Gathered Leaves (1910), are generally lively, firmly constructed and well argued, and include discussions of gender roles, the literary world, the nature of biography, and heroworship, as well as studies of individuals Coleridge particularly admired, including Elizabeth I, Elizabeth Gaskell, and the mystic poet Canon Dixon.

  6. Mary Elizabeth Coleridge. No more alone sleeping, no more alone waking, Thy dreams divided, thy prayers in twain; Thy merry sisters tonight forsaking, Never shall we see, maiden, again. Never shall we see thee, thine eyes glancing. Flashing with laughter and wild in glee,

  7. Nicodemus. by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge. With slow and stealthy steps he trod. — The darkening and deserted streets; — And no one in the market greets. The man upon his way to God. By night he left the splendid home. — That sheltered many a sleeping guest. — One and another lay at rest —.