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Sonnet XXXIII I Wake

I wake! delusive phantoms hence, away!

Tempt not the weakness of a lover's breast;

The softest breeze can shake the halcyon's nest,

And lightest clouds o'ercast the dawning ray!'Twas but a vision!

Now, the star of

Peers, like a gem on Aetna's burning crest!

Wellcome, ye Hills, with golden vintage drest;

Sicilian forests brown, and vallies gay!

A mournful stranger, from the Lesbian Isle,

Not strange, in loftiest eulogy of Song!

She, who could teach the Stoic's cheek to smile,

Thaw the cold heart, and chain the wond'ring throng,

Can find no balm, love's arrows to beguile;

Ah!

Sorrows known too soon! and felt too long!

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Mary Darby Robinson

Mary Robinson (née Darby; 27 November 1757 – 26 December 1800) was an English actress, poet, dramatist, novelist, and celebrity figure. She live…
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