Mary Darby Robinson

(1758 - 1800 / England)

Mary Darby Robinson Poems

121. Lines To The Memory Of Richard Boyle, Esq. 1/3/2003
122. Edmund's Wedding 1/3/2003
123. Deborah's Parrot, A Village Tale 1/3/2003
124. Ainsi Va Le Monde 1/3/2003
125. Lines Written On The Sea-Coast 1/3/2003
126. Male Fashions For 1799 1/3/2003
127. Sonnet -- The Snow-Drop 1/3/2003
128. Lines On Hearing It Declared That No Women Were So Handsome As The English 1/3/2003
129. Echo To Him Who Complains 1/3/2003
130. The Haunted Beach 1/3/2003
131. Cupid Sleeping 1/3/2003
132. Lewin And Gynneth 1/3/2003
133. Golfre, Gothic Swiss Tale 1/3/2003
134. Ode On Adversity 1/3/2003
135. Sonnet To Evening 1/3/2003
136. All Alone 1/3/2003
137. Female Fashions For 1799 1/3/2003
138. Life 1/3/2003
139. January, 1795 1/3/2003
140. Absence 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Mary Darby Robinson


WHEN from the craggy mountain's pathless steep,
Whose flinty brow hangs o'er the raging sea,
My wand'ring eye beholds the foamy deep,
I mark the restless surge­and think of THEE.
The curling waves, the passing breezes move,
Changing and treach'rous as the breath of LOVE;
The "sad similitude" awakes my smart,
And thy dear image twines about my heart.

When at the sober hour of sinking day,
Exhausted Nature steals to soft repose,
When the hush'd linnet slumbers on the spray,
And scarce a ZEPHYR fans the drooping ROSE;
I glance o'er scenes of bliss to...

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All Alone


Ah! wherefore by the Church-yard side,
Poor little LORN ONE, dost thou stray?
Thy wavy locks but thinly hide
The tears that dim thy blue-eye's ray;
And wherefore dost thou sigh, and moan,
And weep, that thou art left alone?

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