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The Poetical Works of the late Mrs Mary Robinson

including many pieces never before published. In Three Volumes

Robinson, Mary (1758-1800)

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I.

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TRIBUTARY POEMS.

TO MRS. ROBINSON,

TO MRS. ROBINSON,

TO MRS. ROBINSON,

TO MRS. ROBINSON,

TO MRS. ROBINSON,

IMPROMPTU TO MRS. ROBINSON,

SONNET TO MRS. ROBINSON,

SONNET TO MRS. ROBINSON,

SONNET TO MRS. ROBINSON,

IMPROMPTU. TO MRS. ROBINSON,

BOUQUET FOR MRS. ROBINSON, AN IMPROMPTU,

TO MRS. ROBINSON,

TO MRS. ROBINSON,

TO MRS. ROBINSON.

TO MRS. ROBINSON, ON HER VISITING BATH IN ILL HEALTH.

TO MRS. ROBINSON,

LINES ADDRESSED TO MRS. ROBINSON.

A STRANGER MINSTREL.

IMPROMPTU ON MRS. ROBINSON

TO MRS. ROBINSON.

LINES ADDRESSED TO MRS. ROBINSON.

TO THE MEMORY OF MRS. ROBINSON.

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PETRARCH TO LAURA.

AINSI VA LE MONDE. INSCRIBED TO A FRIEND.

THE PROGRESS OF MELANCHOLY,

THE CAVERN OF WOE.

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ODE TO THE MUSE.

ODE TO DELLA CRUSCA.

ODE TO REFLECTION.

ODE TO MELANCHOLY.

ODE TO DESPAIR.

ODE TO THE SNOW-DROP.

ODE TO THE NIGHTINGALE.

SECOND ODE TO THE NIGHTINGALE.

ODE TO ELOQUENCE.

ODE TO THE MOON.

ODE TO MEDITATION.

ODE TO THE MEMORY OF MY LAMENTED FATHER,

ODE TO HUMANITY.

ODE TO THE HARP OF LOUISA.

TO THE MUSE OF POETRY.

TO THE BLUE BELL.

ODE TO MY BELOVED DAUGHTER,

ODE FOR THE 18th OF JANUARY, 1794.

TO PEACE: FROM THE “SHRINE OF BERTHA,”

ODE IN IMITATION OF POPE.

ODE TO THE SUN-BEAM.

BEAUTY's GRAVE.

LINES TO THE MEMORY OF A YOUNG GENTLEMAN.

ODE INSCRIBED TO THE INFANT SON OF S. T. COLERIDGE, Esq.

TO THE POET COLERIDGE.

LINES TO THE REV. J. WHITEHOUSE.

TO THE DUCHESS OF DEVONSHIRE.

LINES INSCRIBED TO P. DE LOUTHERBOURG, Esq. R. A.

ELEGY TO THE MEMORY OF GARRICK.

MONODY TO THE MEMORY OF CHATTERTON.

ELEGY TO THE MEMORY OF WERTER.

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THE SICILIAN LOVER,

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I.

I.

II.

III.

IV.

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II.

V.

VI.

VII.

VIII.

IX.

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III.

X.

XI.

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IV.

XII.

XIII.

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V.

XIV.

XV.

XVI.

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II.

THE SAVAGE OF AVEYRON.

SIR RAYMOND OF THE CASTLE.

DONALD AND MARY.

LLWHEN AND GWYNETH.

ANSELMO, THE HERMIT OF THE ALPS.

BOSWORTH FIELD.

THE DOUBLET OF GREY.

THE FOSTER-CHILD.

THE LADY OF THE BLACK TOWER.

THE HAUNTED BEACH.

THE POOR SINGING DAME.

THE WIDOW'S HOME.

MISTRESS GURTON'S CAT.

THE SHEPHERD'S DOG.

DEBORAH'S PARROT.

THE MURDERED MAID.

THE NEGRO GIRL.

THE DESERTED COTTAGE.

TO AN INFANT SLEEPING.

TO THE WANDERER.

STANZAS TO FLORA.

STANZAS TO LOVE.

LOVE AND REASON.

TO A FALSE FRIEND.

STANZAS TO A FRIEND.

LINES WRITTEN ON THE SEA-COAST.

STANZAS TO THE ROSE.

INSCRIBED TO MARIA,

LINES TO HIM WHO WILL UNDERSTAND THEM.

PASTORAL STANZAS.

Written on seeing a Rose still blooming at a Cottage Door on Egham Hill, the 25th of October, 1800.

STANZAS TO TIME.

THE REPLY TO TIME.

WRITTEN ON A FADED BOUQUET.

TO THE ASPIN TREE.

STANZAS FROM THE NATURAL DAUGHTER.

THE SORROWS OF MEMORY.

TO THE WILD BROOK.

STANZAS ON MAY 1799.

STANZAS Supposed to be written near a Tree, over the Grave of AN OFFICER,

LINES TO MARIA, MY BELOVED DAUGHTER.

THE PILGRIM's FAREWELL.

STANZAS Written on the 14th of February, TO MY ONCE DEAR VALENTINE.

STANZAS INSCRIBED TO A ONCE DEAR FRIEND, WHEN CONFINED BY SEVERE INDISPOSITION, IN MARCH 1793.

TO THE SAME, ON HIS RECOVERING FROM A LONG INDISPOSITION, IN MAY, 1793.

THE ADIEU TO FANCY. INSCRIBED TO THE SAME.

STANZAS TO MY BELOVED DAUGHTER,

STANZAS WRITTEN AFTER SUCCESSIVE NIGHTS OF MELANCHOLY DREAMS.

MARIE ANTOINETTE'S LAMENTATION,

INVOCATION TO OBERON,

STANZAS TO HIM WHO SAID, “WHAT IS LOVE?”

THE RECANTATION.

THE WORST OF ILLS.

MY NATIVE HOME.

THE SUMMER DAY.

THE WINTRY DAY.

ON LEAVING THE COUNTRY

WRITTEN AT BRIGHTON.

STANZAS TO REST.

FAREWEL TO GLENOWEN.

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III.

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THE PROGRESS OF LIBERTY.

1.

BOOK THE FIRST.

2.

BOOK THE SECOND.

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SAPPHO AND PHAON: IN A SERIES OF LEGITIMATE SONNETS.

I.

SONNET INTRODUCTORY.

II.

III.

IV.

V.

VI.

VII.

VIII.

IX.

X.

XI.

XII.

XIII.

XIV.

XV.

XVI.

XVII.

XVIII.

XIX.

XX.

XXI.

XXII.

XXIII.

XXIV.

XXV.

XXVI.

XXVII.

XXVIII.

XXIX.

XXX.

XXXI.

XXXII.

XXXIII.

XXXIV.

XXXV.

XXXVI.

XXXVII.

XXXVIII.

SONNET XXXVIII.

XXXIX.

XL.

XLI.

XLII.

XLIII.

SONNET XLIII. CONCLUSIVE.

SONNET. TO AMICUS.

SONNET. TO INDEPENDENCE.

SONNET. TO MY BELOVED DAUGHTER.

SONNET. THE PEASANT.

SONNET. TO INGRATITUDE.

SONNET. TO EVENING.

SONNET. THE MARINER.

SONNET. TO PHILANTHROPY.

SONNET. LAURA TO PETRACH.

SONNET. THE TEAR.

SONNET. TO LIBERTY.

SONNET. TO AMICUS.

CUPID SLEEPING.

LINES FROM ANGELICA.

THE ADMONITION.

THE WAY TO KEEP HIM.

TO ARABELLA!

TASTE AND FASHION.

IMPROMPTU ON ------.

TITANIA'S ANSWER TO OBERON.

THE FORTUNE-TELLER.

POOR MARGUERITE.

EDMUND's WEDDING.

THE GRANNY GREY.

LONDON's SUMMER MORNING.

LESBIA AND HER LOVER.

THE POET's GARRET.

To JOHN TAYLOR, Esq.

THE SNAKE AND THE LINNET. A FABLE.

STANZAS WRITTEN FOR “THE SHRINE OF BERTHA.”

STANZAS. FROM “THE SHRINE OF BERTHA.”

STANZAS PRESENTED WITH A GOLD CHAIN RING TO A ONCE DEAR FRIEND.

TO THE MAY FLY.

MORNING. ANACREONTIC.

MALE FASHIONS FOR 1799.

FEMALE FASHIONS FOR 1799.

STANZAS TO A FRIEND WHO WISHED TO HAVE MY PORTRAIT.

THE OLD BEGGAR.

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TO ARABELLA!

(AFTER THE MANNER OF THE ENGLISH POETS.)

My love, whene'er those radiant eyes
Their sunshine on this planet throw,
A thousand arrows love supplies,
To fill thy lover's heart with woe!
Lady! when from that rosy lip
The angry word in haste you speak,
My heart is like to sinking ship,
And thro' my stormy breast wou'd break;
Yet, lady! better thou shou'dst chide,
Than I offend thy beauty's pride.
Lady, whene'er you deign to smile,
Though winter frown, it still is spring!
For joy and fancy all the while
Are flutt'ring on hope's sunny wing!
Then, lady! smile, and let me prove
Each hour a summer day of love!

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Bright eyes! then still your brilliance keep,
And lips still glow with ruby red;
And time, oh! never hope to sweep
With envious wing that golden head;
For know! when round my fair you play,
That love will turn your scythe away!