Stanzas to the Rose (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
SWEET PICTURE of Life's chequer'd hour! Ah, wherefore droop thy blushing head? Tell me, oh tell me, hap'less flow'r, Is ...
SWEET PICTURE of Life's chequer'd hour! Ah, wherefore droop thy blushing head? Tell me, oh tell me, hap'less flow'r, Is ...
O FLY thee from the shades of night, Where the loud tempests yelling rise; Where horrror wings her sullen flight ...
SWIFT o'er the bounding deep the VESSEL glides, Its streamers flutt'ring in the summer gales, The lofty mast the breezy ...
PALE GODDESS of the witching hour; Blest Contemplation's placid friend; Oft in my solitary bow'r, I mark thy lucid beam ...
WHEN FATE in ruthless rage assail'd my breast, And Heaven relentless seal'd the harsh decree; HOPE, placid soother of the ...
Here droops the muse! while from her glowing mind, Celestial Sympathy, with humid eye, Bids the light Sylph capricious Fancy ...
Far o'er the waves my lofty Bark shall glide, Love's frequent sighs the flutt'ring sails shall swell, While to my ...
CAPRICIOUS foe to human joy, Still varying with the fleeting day; With thee the purest raptures cloy, The fairest prospects ...
By the side of the brook, where the willow is waving Why sits the wan Youth, in his wedding-suit gay! ...
Crops like hedgehogs, high-crown'd hats, Whispers like Jew MOSES ; Padded collars, thick cravats, And cheeks as red as roses. ...
O, let me seize thy pen sublime That paints, in melting dulcet rhyme, The glowing pow'r, the magic art, Th' ...
So bends beneath the storm yon balmy flow'r, Whose spicy blossoms once perfum'd the gale; So press'd with tears reclines ...
Now, round my favor'd grot let roses rise, To strew the bank where Phaon wakes from rest; O! happy buds! ...
Blest as the Gods! Sicilian Maid is he, The youth whose soul thy yielding graces charm; Who bound, O! thraldom ...
"HERE POPE FIRST SUNG!" O, hallow'd Tree ! Such is the boast thy bark displays; Thy branches, like thy Patron's ...
THE knell of death, that on the twilight gale, Swells its deep murmur to the pensive ear; In awful sounds ...
Old MISTRESS GURTON had a Cat, A Tabby, loveliest of the race, Sleek as a doe, and tame, and fat ...
SWEET BIRD OF SORROW! why complain In such soft melody of Song, That ECHO, am'rous of thy Strain, The ling'ring ...
O! How can LOVE exulting Reason queil! How fades each nobler passion from his gaze! E'en Fame, that cherishes the ...
Delusive Hope! more transient than the ray That leads pale twilight to her dusky bed, O'er woodland glen, or breezy ...
I wake! delusive phantoms hence, away! Tempt not the weakness of a lover's breast; The softest breeze can shake the ...
LOVE, I renounce thy tyrant sway, I mock thy fascinating art, MINE, be the calm unruffled day, That brings no ...
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