Author Samuel Taylor Coleridge Here sleeps at length poor Col, and without screaming--Who died as he had lived, a-dreaming:Shot dead, while sleeping, by the gout within--All alone and unknown, at Edinbro' in an inn. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 3 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments