Mary Barber

(1690-1757 / England)

Verses Ty'D About A Fawn's Neck - Poem by Mary Barber

As thro' this sylvan Scene I stray'd,
I saw and lov'd the Iv'ry Maid:
And hearing that she fled from Man,
I begg'd this Form of mighty Pan;
To try, by ev'ry winning Art,
To gain Possession of her Heart;
When raging Tempests cloud the Sky,
Transported at her Feet to lie;
When Phoebus brightens up the Weather,
To trip it o'er the Lawns together.


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  • (1/17/2016 11:21:00 AM)


    ..............very nicely penned....a beautiful verse ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 20, 2010



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