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 ...
WHO has not seen the chearful Harvest HomeEnliv'ning the scorch'd field, and greeting gayThe slow decline of Autumn ? All ...
LIFE-GLOWING Season !--odor-breathing SPRING ,Deck'd in cerulean splendors,--vivid, warm,Shedding soft lustre on the rosy hours,And calling forth their beauties ! ...
IN these degenerate times the Muses blendFor thee a wreath, their guardian and their friend;Thee, lib'ral MOIRA , in whose ...
IS it the purple grape that throwsA lustre on the sparkling eye ?Is it the nectar draught that flowsUpon 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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