The Foster-Child (Mary Elizabeth Robinson Poems)
IN IMITATION OF SPENCER.CANTO I.'MID Cambria's hills a lowly cottage stood,Circled with mossy tufts of sombre green;A vagrant brook flow'd ...
IN IMITATION OF SPENCER.CANTO I.'MID Cambria's hills a lowly cottage stood,Circled with mossy tufts of sombre green;A vagrant brook flow'd ...
DEEP in a solitary glen,Far from the cheerful haunts of men;By poverty opprest, and taughtThe lonely task of silent thought,A ...
IN vain to me the howling deepStern Winter's awful reign discloses:In vain shall Summer zephyrs sleepOn fragrant beds of budding ...
ON THEMORNING OF HER BIRTH-DAY.LAST night, as musing on a layTo greet thee on thy natal day,Sleep o'er my eyes ...
WHO has not seen the chearful Harvest HomeEnliv'ning the scorch'd field, and greeting gayThe slow decline of Autumn ? All ...
COME, sportive Fancy ! Come with me, and traceThe POET'S Attic home ! The lofty seatOf th' Heaven-tutor'd Nine ! ...
1.IS it in mansions rich and gay,On downy beds, or couches warm,That NATURE owns the WINT'RY DAY ,Or shrinks to ...
IN vain for me thy gifts display'dMeet the red eye of smiling morning:I still will court the lovely shade,Alike thy ...
MISER ! why countest thou thy treasure,Thy ill-got hoards of paltry gold ?--Feel'st thou a throb of secret pleasure,When Conscience ...
OH come, my pretty love ! and weWill climb the dewy hill together;An acorn shall our goblet be,A rose our ...
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