Robert Anderson Poems

Chill blows the raging blast across the plain,
And sickly Phoebus scarce a ray sends forth;
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Thou murm'ring emblem of a troubled mind,
That wak'st fond Memory's tear, for ever true!
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Thou sweetest flow'r that decks the enamell'd bed,
Say, little rival, by my love confess'd,
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For thee I cull no fair poetic flow'rs,
By Genius borrow'd from th'inspiring Muse;
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Mild Evening's floating breeze perfumes the air,
Whilst blushing Phoebus hastens down the west;
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Champion of freedom, friend to all mankind,
Let Britons hail the day which gave thee birth;
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Domestic songster of the waning year,
I bid thee welcome, and thy ...
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Now angry Winter's breath is felt no more,
And hush'd the blast that rag'd the woods along;
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Emblem of Innocence, the Snowdrop meek,
Around in early spring its fragrance pours;
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Meek child of Want! I pity thy distress,
For I have learn'd to feel another's woe;
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