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, ...
"Ere such a soul regains its peaceful state,"How often must it love, how often hate,"How often hope, despair, resent, regret,"Conceal, ...
AH! LUST'ROUS GEM, bright emblem of the Heart, That nobly scorns a borrow'd ray to share, Whose gentle pow'r can break the ...
"Yes, LAURA, yes, pure as the virgin snow's "That on the bosom of the whirlwind move,, "For thee my faithful ...
SOFT is the balmy breath of May, When from the op'ning lids of day Meek twilight steals; and from its ...
UNFADING branch of verdant hue, In modest sweetness drest, Shake off thy pearly tears of dew, And decorate my breast. ...
High, on the Solitude of Alpine Hills, O'er-topping the grand imag'ry of Nature, Where one eternal winter seem'd to reign; ...
I. "Another day, Ah! me, a day "Of dreary Sorrow is begun! "And still I loath the temper'd ray, "And ...
A farmer's wife, both young and gay, And fresh as op'ning buds of May; Had taken to herself, a Spouse, ...
I. Dark was the dawn, and o'er the deep The boist'rous whirlwinds blew; The Sea-bird wheel'd its circling sweep, And ...
O TIME, forgive the mournful song That on thy pinions stole along, When the rude hand of pain severe Chas'd ...
Old MISTRESS GURTON had a Cat, A Tabby, loveliest of the race, Sleek as a doe, and tame, and fat ...
Dang'rous to hear, is that melodious tongue, And fatal to the sense those murd'rous eyes, Where in a sapphire sheath, ...
What means the mist opaque that veils these eyes; Why does yon threat'ning tempest shroud the day? Why does thy ...
Chill penury repress'd his noble rage, And froze the genial current of his soul. GRAY. IF GRIEF can deprecate the ...
O! Reason! vaunted Sovreign of the mind! Thou pompous vision with a sounding name! Can'st thou, the soul's rebellious passions ...
Oh Sigh! thou steal'st, the herald of the breast, The lover's fears, the lover's pangs to tell; Thou bid'st with ...
WHEN from the craggy mountain's pathless steep, Whose flinty brow hangs o'er the raging sea, My wand'ring eye beholds the ...
O'ER fallow plains and fertile meads, AURORA lifts the torch of day; The shad'wy brow of Night recedes, Cold dew-drops ...
Bring, bring to deck my brow, ye Sylvan girls, A roseate wreath; nor for my waving hair The costly band ...
WHEN fragrant gales and summer show'rs Call'd forth the sweetly scented flow'rs; When ripen'd sheaves of golden grain, Strew'd their ...
[As a Tribute of Esteem and Admiration this Poem is inscribed to ROBERT MERRY, Esq. A. M. Member of the ...
My OBERON, with ev'ry sprite "That gilds the vapours of the night, "Shall dance and weave the verdant ring "With ...
Come, soft Aeolian harp, while zephyr plays Along the meek vibration of thy strings, As twilight's hand her modest mantle ...
LET OTHERS wreaths of ROSES twine With scented leaves of EGLANTINE; Enamell'd buds and gaudy flow'rs, The pride of FLORA'S ...
CLOSE in a woodbine's tangled shade, The BLOOMING GOD asleep was laid; ...
HAIL! GODDESS of persuasive art! The magic of whose tuneful tongue Lulls to soft harmony the wand'ring heart With fascinating ...
On the low margin of a murm'ring stream, As rapt in meditation's arms I lay; Each aching sense in slumbers ...
TELL ME, LOVE, when I rove o'er some far distant plain, Shall I cherish the passion that dwells in my ...
'Twas in a little western town An ancient Maiden dwelt: Her name was MISS, or MISTRESS, Brown, Or DEBORAH, or ...
Deep in th' abyss where frantic horror bides, In thickest mists of vapours fell, Where wily Serpents hissing glare And ...
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