Old Barnard — A Monkish Tale (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
OLD BARNARD was still a lusty hind,Though his age was full fourscore; And he us'd to go Thro' hail and snow, To a ...
OLD BARNARD was still a lusty hind,Though his age was full fourscore; And he us'd to go Thro' hail and snow, To a ...
INSATIATE TYRANT OF THE MIND; Fantastic, a(Mary Darby Robinson)
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 ...
WIDE o'er the barren plain the bleak wind flies, Sweeps the high mountain's top, and with its breath Swells the curl'd river ...
Close on the margin of a brawling brook That bathes the low dell's bosom, stands a Cot; O'ershadow'd by broad ...
CESARIO, thy Lyre's dulcet measure, So sweetly, so tenderly flows; That could my sad soul taste of pleasure, Thy music ...
"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 ...
SWEET blushing Nymph, who loves to dwell In the dark forest's silent gloom; Who smiles within ...
EXULT MY MUSE! exult to see Each envious, waspish, jealous thing, Around its harmless venom fling, And dart its powerless ...
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