The Poetical Works of the late Mrs Mary Robinson including many pieces never before published. In Three Volumes |
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WRITTEN AT BRIGHTON. |
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WRITTEN AT BRIGHTON.
The evening sun now sinks serene,
Flush'd Ocean's glowing waves between;
The purpling sky is fading fast,
With tints of varying hue o'ercast;
The sultry breezes fan the deep,
And bid the restless billows sleep;
The glooms of night will soon o'erspread
The blue hills solitary head;
And all of Nature's tribe shall rest,
All but the Lover's aching breast!
Flush'd Ocean's glowing waves between;
The purpling sky is fading fast,
With tints of varying hue o'ercast;
The sultry breezes fan the deep,
And bid the restless billows sleep;
The glooms of night will soon o'erspread
The blue hills solitary head;
And all of Nature's tribe shall rest,
All but the Lover's aching breast!
Now o'er yon dark and rocky bed
The sea weed waves its sable head!
The moon her silver crescent rears,
To deck with modest light the spheres;
The moaning of the distant deep
Marks where the twilight breezes sleep;
And hark! the sea-bird's lonely cry
Awakes the Lover's heart to sigh!
The sea weed waves its sable head!
The moon her silver crescent rears,
To deck with modest light the spheres;
The moaning of the distant deep
Marks where the twilight breezes sleep;
And hark! the sea-bird's lonely cry
Awakes the Lover's heart to sigh!
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