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BLEST be thy song sweet NIGHTINGALE	A
Lorn minstrel of the lonely vale	A
Where oft I've heard thy dulcet strain	B
In mournful melody complain	B
When in the POPLAR'S trembling shade	C
At Evening's purple hour I've stray'd	C
While many a silken folded flow'r	D
Wept on its couch of Gossamer	E
And many a time in pensive mood	F
Upon the upland mead I've stood	G
To mark grey twilight's shadows glide	H
Along the green hill's velvet side	H
To watch the perfum'd hand of morn	I
Hang pearls upon the silver thorn	I
Till rosy day with lustrous eye	J
In saffron mantle deck'd the sky	J
And bound the mountain's brow with fire	E
And ting'd with gold the village spire	K
While o'er the frosted vale below	L
The amber tints began to glow	L
And oft I seek the daisied plain	B
To greet the rustic nymph and swain	B
When cowslips gay their bells unfold	M
And flaunt their leaves of glitt'ring gold	M
While from the blushes of the rose	N
A tide of musky essence flows	N
And o'er the odour breathing flow'rs	N
The woodlands shed their diamond show'rs	N
When from the scented hawthorn bud	O
The BLACKBIRD sips the lucid flood	O
While oft the twitt'ring THRUSH essays	N
To emulate the LINNET'S lays	N
While the poiz'd LARK her carol sings	N
And BUTTERFLIES expand their wings	N
And BEES begin their sultry toils	N
And load their limbs with luscious spoils	N
I stroll along the pathless vale	A
And smile and bless thy soothing tale	A
	-
But ah when hoary winter chills	N
The plumy race and wraps the hills	N
In snowy vest I tell my pains	N
Beside the brook in icy chains	N
Bound its weedy banks between	P
While sad I watch night's pensive queen	P
Just emblem of MY weary woes	N
For ah where'er the virgin goes	N
Each flow'ret greets her with a tear	Q
To sympathetic sorrow dear	R
And when in black obtrusive clouds	N
The chilly MOON her pale cheek shrouds	N
I mark the twinkling starry train	B
Exulting glitter in her wane	B
And proudly gleam their borrow'd light	S
To gem the sombre dome of night	S
Then o'er the meadows cold and bleak	T
The glow worm's glimm'ring lamp I seek	T
Or climb the craggy cliff to gaze	N
On some bright planet's azure blaze	N
And o'er the dizzy height inclin'd	U
I listen to the passing wind	U
That loves my mournful song to seize	N
And bears it to the mountain breeze	N
Or where the sparry caves among	V
Dull ECHO sits with a ry tongue	V
Or gliding on the ZEPHYR'S wings	N
From hill to hill her cadence flings	N
O then my melancholy tale	A
Dies on the bosom of the gale	A
While awful stillness reigning round	W
Blanches my cheek with chilling fear	R
Till from the bushy dell profound	W
The woodman's song salutes mine ear	X
	-
When dark NOVEMBER'S boist'rous breath	Y
Sweeps the blue hill and desart heath	Z
When naked trees their white tops wave	A2
O'er many a famish'd REDBREAST'S grave	A2
When many a clay built cot lays low	L
Beneath the growing hills of snow	L
Soon as the SHEPHERD's silv'ry head	B2
Peeps from his tottering straw roof'd shed	B2
To hail the glimm'ring glimpse of day	C2
With feeble steps he ventures forth	D2
Chill'd by the bleak breath of the North	D2
And to the forest bends his way	C2
To gather from the frozen ground	W
Each branch the night blast scatter'd round	W
If in some bush o'erspread with snow	L
He hears thy moaning wail of woe	L
A flush of warmth his cheek o'erspreads	N
With anxious timid care he treads	N
And when his cautious hands infold	W
Thy little breast benumb'd with cold	W
Come plaintive fugitive he cries	N
While PITY dims his aged eyes	N
Come to my glowing heart and share	Q
My narrow cell my humble fare	Q
Tune thy sweet carol plume thy wing	E2
And quaff with me the limpid spring	E2
And peck the crumbs my meals supply	J
And round my rushy pillow fly	J
	-
O MINSTREL SWEET whose jocund lay	C2
Can make e'en POVERTY look gay	C2
Who can the poorest swain inspire	K
And while he fans his scanty fire	E
When o'er the plain rough Winter pours	N
Nocturnal blasts and whelming show'rs	N
Canst thro' his little mansion fling	E2
The rapt'rous melodies of spring	E2
To THEE with eager gaze I turn	F2
Blest solace of the aching breast	W
Each gaudy glitt'ring scene I spurn	F2
And sigh for solitude and rest	W
For art thou not blest warbler say	N
My mind's best balm my bosom's friend	W
Didst thou not trill thy softest lay	N
And with thy woes my sorrows blend	W
YES darling Songstress when of late	W
I sought thy leafy fringed bow'r	D
The victim of relentless fate	W
Fading in life's dark ling'ring hour	E
Thou heard'st my plaint and pour'd thy strain	B
Thro' the sad mansion of my breast	W
And softly sweetly lull'd to rest	W
The throbbing anguish of my brain	B
	-
AH while I tread this vale of woe	L
Still may thy downy measures flow	L
To wing my solitary hours	N
With kind obliterating pow'rs	N
And tho' my pensive patient heart	W
No wild extatic bliss shall prove	G2
Tho' life no raptures shall impart	W
No boundless joy or madd'ning love	H2
Sweet NIGHTINGALE thy lenient strain	B
Shall mock Despair AND BLUNT THE SHAFT OF PAIN	B

Mary Darby Robinson

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