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 ...
"WATCH no more the twinkling stars;Watch no more the chalky bourne;Lady ! from the Holy wars,Never will thy Love return ...
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 ...
WHO has not seen the chearful Harvest HomeEnliv'ning the scorch'd field, and greeting gayThe slow decline of Autumn ? All ...
1.OH ! What is he, whose haggard eyeScarce dares to meet the morning's ray;Who trembling would, but cannot, flyFrom MAN ...
WHAT wounds more deep than arrows keen,Piercing the heart subdu'd ?What renders life a dreary scene ?--Thy sting, INGRATITUDE !For ...
IN vain for me thy gifts display'dMeet the red eye of smiling morning:I still will court the lovely shade,Alike thy ...
SOFTLY did the curling billowWanton o'er the pebbly bay,While the sun's last beam departingMark'd the hour of sinking day:O'er the ...
ON THEAUTHOR'S INTENTION TO QUIT ENGLANDFOR SEVERAL YEARS.COULD transient pleasures tempt my heartTo leave the friend my soul adores,Oh, Memory, ...
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