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Poem by Mary Robinson


Stanzas to Time


CAPRICIOUS foe to human joy,
Still varying with the fleeting day;
With thee the purest raptures cloy,
The fairest prospects fade away;
Nor worth, nor powr thy wings can bind,
All earthly pleasures fly with THEE;
Inconstant as the wavring wind
That plays upon the summer sea. 

I court thee not, ungentle guest,
For I have eer been doomd to find
Lifes gayest hours but idly drest,
With sweets that pall the sickning mind:
When smiling HOPE with placid mien,
Around my couch did fondly play;
Too oft thy aery form Ive seen,
On DOWNY pinions glide away. 

But when, perplexd with pain or care,
My couch with THORNS was scatterd round;
When the pale priestess of DESPAIR
My mind in fatal spells had bound; 
When the dull hours no joy could bring,
No bliss my weary fancy prove;
I markd thy leaden, pondrous wing,
With TARDY pace, unkindly move. 

IF SUCH THY GIFTS, O Time! for thee
My sated heart shall neer repine;
I bow content to FATES decree,
And with thy thorns thy roses twine;
Yet eer thy fickle reign shall end,
The balmy sweets of FRIENDSHIPS hour,
Ill with my cup of sorrow blend,
And smile, REGARDLESS OF THY POWR.



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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