The Poet’s Garret (Mary Elizabeth Robinson Poems)
COME, sportive Fancy ! Come with me, and traceThe POET'S Attic home ! The lofty seatOf th' Heaven-tutor'd Nine ! ...
COME, sportive Fancy ! Come with me, and traceThe POET'S Attic home ! The lofty seatOf th' Heaven-tutor'd Nine ! ...
Come take up your Hats, and away let us hasteTo the Butterfly's Ball, and the Grasshopper's Feast.The Trumpeter, Gad-fly, has ...
PUT them in print? Make one more dint In the ages' furrowed rock? No, no! Let his name and his verses go. These idle ...
Awake,ye forms of verse divine! Painting! descend on canvas wing,-And hover o'er my head, Design! Your son, your glorious son, I sing;At ...
Huzza, my boys! our friends the Dutch have risen,Our good old friends, and burst the Tyrant's prison!Aye, and have done ...
Now God alone that made all things, Heaven and earth and all that's in, The ships ...
I am a boxer, who does not inflict blows on the air,but I hit hard and straight at my own ...
Come, follow, follow me,You, fairy elves that be;Which circle on the greene,Come follow Mab, your queene,Hand in hand let's dance ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
When I was dead, my spirit turned To seek the much-frequented house: I passed the door, and saw my friends ...
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