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Poem by Mary Robinson


Sonnet 14. Come, Soft Aeolian Harp


Come, soft Aeolian harp, while zephyr plays
Along the meek vibration of thy strings,
As twilights hand her modest mantle brings,
Blending with sober grey, the western blaze!
O! prompt my Phaons dreams with tendrest lays,
Ere night oer shade thee with its humid wings,
While the lorn Philomel his sorrow sings
In leafy cradle, red with parting rays!
Slow let thy dulcet tones on ether glide,
So steals the murmur of the amrous dove;
The mazy legions swarm on evry side,
To lulling sounds the sunny people move!
Let not the wise their little world deride,
The smallest sting can wound the breast of Love.



Mary Robinson


Mary Robinson's other poems:
  1. Sonnet 24. O Thou! Meek Orb
  2. Stanzas Written under an Oak in Windsor Forest
  3. The Widows Home
  4. To Cesario
  5. Sonnet 44. Here Droops the Muse


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