Mary Darby Robinson
Born in November 27, 1758 / Died in December 26, 1800 / United Kingdom / English
Poems by Mary Darby Robinson
The Shepherd's Dog
... That TRIM, his friend, deem'd MAD, was doom'd to perish there! ...
The Trumpeter, an Old English Tale
... "As the Lord of the Banquetting Hall!"I have fought with all nations, and bled in the field, ...
The Widow's Home
... such heraldry Befits not humble worth: For pomp and praise ...
To Cesario
... While each heart beats with exquisite pleasure, ...
To Leonardo
... The lambent fire that warms the lib'ral soul! To me the limped brook, the painted mead, ...
To Rinaldo
... That "IF I E'ER COULD PLEASE, I PLEASE NO MORE ...
To Simplicity
... I've seen thee, crowned with APRIL flow'rs, ...
To the Muse of Poetry
... To the hot light'ning's with'ring glare! TRANSCENDENT MUSE! assert thy right, ...
To the Myrtle
... Nor chilling breeze, nor drizzling rain ...
Sonnet -- The Tear
... Calls THEE, soft trembler, from thy crystal throne, ...
Sonnet -- The Peasant
... And when the midnight storm o'er spreads the skies, ...
Ode to Vanity
... In chains of scorpions bound, for ever, ever dwells ...
The Snowdrop
... The night-breeze tears thy silky dress, ...
London's Summer Morning
... Now the sun Darts burning splendour on the glittering pane, ...
Petrarch to Laura
... In yon cool grot emboss'd with shells and flow'rs, ...
