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| 4531. | Seven Strophes by Joseph Brodsky | | I was but what you'd brush
with your palm, what your leaning
brow would hunch to in evening's
raven-black hush.
I was but what your gaze
in tha... |
| 4532. | Cupid Sleeping by Mary Darby Robinson | | [Inscribed to Her Grace the Duchess of Devonshire.]
CLOSE in a woodbine's tangled shade,
The BLOOMING GOD asleep was laid;
His brows with mos... |
| 4533. | Deborah's Parrot, a Village Tale by Mary Darby Robinson | | 'Twas in a little western town
An ancient Maiden dwelt:
Her name was MISS, or MISTRESS, Brown,
Or DEBORAH, or DEBBY: She
Was doom'd a Spinster pur... |
| 4534. | Echo to Him Who Complains by Mary Darby Robinson | | O FLY thee from the shades of night,
Where the loud tempests yelling rise;
Where horrror wings her sullen flight
Beneath the bleak and lurid skies... |
| 4536. | Ode to Despair by Mary Darby Robinson | | TERRIFIC FIEND! thou Monster fell,
Condemn'd in haunts profane to dwell,
Why quit thy solitary Home,
O'er wide Creation's paths to roam?
Pale ... |
| 4537. | Pastoral Stanzas by Mary Darby Robinson | | WHEN AURORA'S soft blushes o'erspread the blue hill,
And the mist dies away at the glances of morn;
When the birds join the music that floats on the... |
| 4538. | Poor Marguerite by Mary Darby Robinson | | Swift, o'er the wild and dreary waste
A NUT-BROWN GIRL was seen to haste;
Wide waving was her unbound hair,
And sun-scorch'd was her bosom bare;
F... |
| 4540. | Sonnet XIV: Come, Soft Aeolian Harp by Mary Darby Robinson | | Come, soft Aeolian harp, while zephyr plays
Along the meek vibration of thy strings,
As twilight's hand her modest mantle brings,
Blending with sob... |
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