Ode to the Muse (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
O, let me seize thy pen sublime That paints, in melting dulcet rhyme, The glowing pow'r, the magic art, Th' ...
O, let me seize thy pen sublime That paints, in melting dulcet rhyme, The glowing pow'r, the magic art, Th' ...
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 ...
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 ...
Is it to love, to fix the tender gaze, To hide the timid blush, and steal away; To shun the ...
Love steals unheeded o'er the tranquil mind, As Summer breezes fan the sleeping main, Slow through each fibre creeps the ...
Venus! to thee, the Lesbian Muse shall sing, The song, which Myttellenian youths admir'd, when Echo, am'rous of the strain ...
'Twas on a Mountain, near the Western Main An ALIEN dwelt. A solitary Hut Built on a jutting crag, o'erhung ...
DEAR SHADE OF HIM, who grac'd the mimick scene, And charm'd attention with resistless pow'r; Whose wond'rous art, whose fascinating ...
Chill penury repress'd his noble rage, And froze the genial current of his soul. GRAY. IF GRIEF can deprecate the ...
Inscribed to Colonel Banastre Tarleton] TRANSCENDENT VALOUR! godlike Pow'r! Lord of the dauntless breast, and stedfast mien! Who, rob'd in ...
Come, Reason, come! each nerve rebellious bind, Lull the fierce tempest of my fev'rish soul; Come, with the magic of ...
Why art thou chang'd? O Phaon! tell me why? Love flies reproach, when passion feels decay; Or, I would paint ...
Prepare your wreaths, Aonian maids divine, To strew the tranquil bed where I shall sleep; In tears, the myrtle and ...
UPON a garden's perfum'd bed With various gaudy colours spread, Beneath the shelter of a ROSE A BUTTERFLY had sought ...
NEAR yon bleak mountain's dizzy height, That hangs o'er AVON's silent wave; By the pale Crescent's glimm'ring light, I sought ...
O'ER fallow plains and fertile meads, AURORA lifts the torch of day; The shad'wy brow of Night recedes, Cold dew-drops ...
WHEN AURORA'S soft blushes o'erspread the blue hill, And the mist dies away at the glances of morn; When the ...
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