Mary Darby Robinson Poems (142 Poems)
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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, disdain, do all things, but forget.” – POPE. YE silent haunts, ye dark embow’ring shades,Lone shaggy wilds and melancholy glades;Ye … Continue reading
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 admire the simplicity of that kind of versification.] NEAR GLARIS, on a mountain’s side, Beneath a shad’wy wood,With walls of ivy … Continue reading
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 neighb’ring town, With his old coat brown,To beg, at his GRANDSON’S door! OLD BARNARD briskly jogg’d along,When the hail and snow … Continue reading
Ode to Vanity (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
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The Origin of Cupid — A Fable (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
ON IDA’S mount the gods were met,A sportive, jolly, noisy set,Resolving nectar bowls to quaff,To revel, riot, sing and laugh;For gods will frolic now and then,And err like earth-born sons of men.From early dawn till setting dayThe jocund hours had … Continue reading
London’s Summer Morning (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
Who has not waked to list the busy soundsOf summer’s morning, in the sultry smokeOf noisy London? On the pavement hotThe sooty chimney-boy, with dingy faceAnd tatter’d covering, shrilly bawls his trade,Rousing the sleepy housemaid. At the doorThe milk-pail rattles, … Continue reading
The Camp (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
Tents, marquees, and baggage waggons;Suttling-houses, beer in flagons;Drums and trumpets, singing, firing;Girls seducing, beaux admiring;Country lasses gay and smiling,City lads their hearts beguiling;Dusty roads, and horses frisky,Many an Eton Boy in whisky;Tax’d carts full of farmers’ daughters;Brutes condemn’d, and man … Continue reading
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 ; Courtiers clinging and voracious ; Misers scarce the wretched heeding ; Gallant soldiers fighting, bleeding. Wives who laugh at passive spouses … Continue reading
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 bare and chilling gloom,A beauteous gem appears! All weak and wan, with head inclined,Its parent breast the drifted snow;It … Continue reading
Sonnet — The Snow-Drop (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
THOU meekest emblem of the infant year, Why droops so cold and wan thy fragrant head ? Ah ! why retiring to thy frozen bed,Steals from thy silky leaves the trembling tear ? Day’s op’ning eye shall warm thy gentle breast, Revive thy … Continue reading
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