The Sorrows Of Memory (Mary Elizabeth Robinson Poems)
IN vain to me the howling deepStern Winter's awful reign discloses:In vain shall Summer zephyrs sleepOn fragrant beds of budding ...
IN vain to me the howling deepStern Winter's awful reign discloses:In vain shall Summer zephyrs sleepOn fragrant beds of budding ...
IN these degenerate times the Muses blendFor thee a wreath, their guardian and their friend;Thee, lib'ral MOIRA , in whose ...
WHO has not wak'd to list the busy soundsOf SUMMER MORNING , in the sultry smokeOf noisy LONDON ?----On the ...
OH come, my pretty love ! and weWill climb the dewy hill together;An acorn shall our goblet be,A rose our ...
WHAT is a kiss ?--'Tis but a sealThat, lightly printed, soon decays:'Tis but a zephyr taught to stealWhere fleeting falsehood ...
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