Author Mary Elizabeth Coleridge I THINK that Sadness is an idiot born; She has no eyes to see the sun in heaven, No ears to hear the music of the earth, No voice to utter forth her own desire. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments