Petrarch to Laura (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
"Ere such a soul regains its peaceful state,"How often must it love, how often hate,"How often hope, despair, resent, regret,"Conceal, ...
Mary Darby Robinson Poems on Sadness (57 Poems)
Sir Raymond of the Castle (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
[The following little Poems are written after the Model of the Old English Ballads, and are inscribed to those who ...
January, 1795. (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
PAVEMENT slipp'ry, people sneezing, Lords in ermine, beggars freezing ; Titled gluttons dainties carving, Genius in a garret starving. Lofty mansions, warm and spacious ...
The Snowdrop (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
The snowdrop, Winter's timid child,Awakes to life, bedew'd with tears;And flings around its fragrance mild,And where no rival flow'rets bloom,Amid ...
The Hermit of Mont-Blanc (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
High, on the Solitude of Alpine Hills, O'er-topping the grand imag'ry of Nature, Where one eternal winter seem'd to reign; ...
The Lascar (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
I. "Another day, Ah! me, a day "Of dreary Sorrow is begun! "And still I loath the temper'd ray, "And ...
The Reply to Time (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
O TIME, forgive the mournful song That on thy pinions stole along, When the rude hand of pain severe Chas'd ...
The Shepherd’s Dog (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
I. A Shepherd's Dog there was; and he Was faithful to his master's will, For well he lov'd his company, ...
The Trumpeter, an Old English Tale (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
It was in the days of a gay British King (In the old fashion'd custom of merry-making) The Palace of ...
The Widow’s Home (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
Close on the margin of a brawling brook That bathes the low dell's bosom, stands a Cot; O'ershadow'd by broad ...
To Cesario (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
CESARIO, thy Lyre's dulcet measure, So sweetly, so tenderly flows; That could my sad soul taste of pleasure, Thy music ...
To Rinaldo (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
SOFT is the balmy breath of May, When from the op'ning lids of day Meek twilight steals; and from its ...
To Simplicity (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
SWEET blushing Nymph, who loves to dwell In the dark forest's silent gloom; Who smiles within ...
Elegy to the Memory of David Garrick, Esq. (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
DEAR SHADE OF HIM, who grac'd the mimick scene, And charm'd attention with resistless pow'r; Whose wond'rous art, whose fascinating ...
Ode to Melancholy (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
SORC'RESS of the Cave profound! Hence, with thy pale, and meagre train, Nor dare my roseate bow'r profane, Where light-heel'd ...
The Adieu to Love (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
LOVE, I renounce thy tyrant sway, I mock thy fascinating art, MINE, be the calm unruffled day, That brings no ...
Elegy to the Memory of Werter (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
"With female Fairies will thy tomb be haunted "And worms will not come to thee." SHAKSPERE. WHEN from Day's closing ...
Ode to Reflection (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
O THOU, whose sober precepts can controul The wild impatience of the troubled soul, Sweet Nymph serene ! whose all-consoling ...
The Alien Boy (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
'Twas on a Mountain, near the Western Main An ALIEN dwelt. A solitary Hut Built on a jutting crag, o'erhung ...
Golfre, Gothic Swiss Tale (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
I. Where freezing wastes of dazzl'ing Snow O'er LEMAN'S Lake rose, tow'ring; The BARON GOLFRE'S Castle strong Was seen, the ...
Ode to the Moon (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
PALE GODDESS of the witching hour; Blest Contemplation's placid friend; Oft in my solitary bow'r, I mark thy lucid beam ...
The Deserted Cottage (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
Who dwelt in yonder lonely Cot, Why is it thus forsaken? It seems, by all the world forgot, Above its ...
January, 1795 (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
Pavement slipp'ry, people sneezing, Lords in ermine, beggars freezing ; Titled gluttons dainties carving, Genius in a garret starving. Lofty ...
Ode to the Nightingale (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
SWEET BIRD OF SORROW! why complain In such soft melody of Song, That ECHO, am'rous of thy Strain, The ling'ring ...
The Faded Bouquet (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
FAIR was this blushing ROSE of May, And fresh it hail'd morn's breezy hour, When ev'ry spangled leaf look'd gay, ...
Lewin and Gynneth (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
"WHEN will my troubled soul have rest?" The beauteous LEWIN cried; As thro' the murky shade of night With frantic ...
Ode to Valour (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
Inscribed to Colonel Banastre Tarleton] TRANSCENDENT VALOUR! godlike Pow'r! Lord of the dauntless breast, and stedfast mien! Who, rob'd in ...
The Fortune-Teller, a Gypsy Tale (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
LUBIN and KATE, as gossips tell, Were Lovers many a day; LUBIN the damsel lov'd so well, That folks pretend ...
Life (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
"What is this world?thy school, O misery! "Our only lesson is to learn to suffer." - YOUNG. LOVE, thou sportive ...
Second Ode to the Nightingale (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
BLEST be thy song, sweet NIGHTINGALE, Lorn minstrel of the lonely vale ! Where oft I've heard thy dulcet strain ...