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The Poetical Works of the late Mrs Mary Robinson

including many pieces never before published. In Three Volumes

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SONNET.

[Pale twilight! wrapp'd in melancholy grey]

Pale twilight! wrapp'd in melancholy grey,
Thee I adore! and all thy shadowy train:
Thy tears, that tremble on each blossom'd spray,
Thy breezy breath, that skims along the plain,
Fanning the bosom of the weary swain,
As home he saunters at the close of day,
While the hills echo at his thoughtless strain,
Of ditty old, or merry roundelay!
Where splendour gilds deceit, let pride control:
Mine be the low-roof'd cot, and tranquil mind,
Where truth, unvarnish'd, calm, and unconfin'd,
Shrinks not to scrutinize the conscious soul!
Let insects in meridian lustre shine;
The cool, the pensive hour of mental bliss be mine!