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Born in November 27, 1758 / Died in December 26, 1800 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by Mary Darby Robinson

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Ode to Valour

... n DEATH's grim face, and brav'd his with'ring blow! When late on CALPE's rock, stern VICT'RY stood, ...

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Pastoral Stanzas

... Can mortals delight in such trifles as these! Can a pillow of down sooth the woe-stricken mind, ...

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Poor Marguerite

... "Like the storm, in the bosom of POOR MARGUERITE!"The setting Sun, with golden ray, ...

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Rinaldo to Laura Maria

... Never to see thy Form, or hear thy Voice again ...

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Second Ode to the Nightingale

... Shall mock Despair, AND BLUNT THE SHAFT OF PAIN ...

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Sonnet I: Favour'd by Heav'n

... And shew his fainting soul,--a glimpse of Heav'n ...

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Sonnet II: High on a Rock

... Shake from their varying wings--celestial joys! ...

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Sonnet III: Turn to Yon Vale Beneath

... The birds breathe bliss! light zephyrs kiss the ground, ...

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Sonnet IV: Why, When I Gaze

... Come, with your dulcet numbers soothe my breast ...

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Sonnet IX: Ye, Who in Alleys Green

... Who, link'd in flaunting bands of mountain flow'rs, ...

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Sonnet to Amicus

... The spangled veil of night, and fling their fires ...

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Sonnet to Evening

... To shelter Sorrow's tear, and sooth THE CHILD OF WOE ...

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Sonnet to Ingratitude

... ALL, ALL, nor should my steady soul complain: E'en had relentless FATE, with cruel pow'r, ...

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Sonnet to My Beloved Daughter

... To deck thy spring of youth with thornless flow'rs ...

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Sonnet to the Memory of Miss Maria Linley

... Melted the feeling mind with sounds forlorn: More sweet, MARIA, was thy plaintive strain! ...