The Poetical Works of the late Mrs Mary Robinson including many pieces never before published. In Three Volumes |
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A MADRIGAL.
Oh! sad and watchful waits the Lover
Whose fate depends upon a smile,
Who counts the weary minutes over,
And chides his flutt'ring heart the while.
Whose fate depends upon a smile,
Who counts the weary minutes over,
And chides his flutt'ring heart the while.
Oh! proud and madd'ning is the pleasure
When to my sight thy form appears,
Array'd in Nature's winning treasure
Of blushing hopes and graceful fears.
When to my sight thy form appears,
Array'd in Nature's winning treasure
Of blushing hopes and graceful fears.
Then, rose of beauty, haste and cheer me,
With lips like rubies come and smile;
Ah! trust my faith, and do not fear me,
I love too fondly to beguile!
With lips like rubies come and smile;
Ah! trust my faith, and do not fear me,
I love too fondly to beguile!
The false and cunning may allure thee,
And win thee only to betray;
I would not, Lady, so secure thee,
Nor win thy favour for a day.
And win thee only to betray;
I would not, Lady, so secure thee,
Nor win thy favour for a day.
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Then come and bless me, Nature's treasure!
Oh! come and bid my sorrows fly;
Instruct my heart to throb with pleasure,
Or bid me cease to hope—and die!
Oh! come and bid my sorrows fly;
Instruct my heart to throb with pleasure,
Or bid me cease to hope—and die!
Ah! rose of beauty, since thy lover
For thee a thousand lives would give,
One grateful thought at least discover,
One little sigh to bid him—live!
For thee a thousand lives would give,
One grateful thought at least discover,
One little sigh to bid him—live!
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