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    Poems

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    Release dateJan 1, 1989
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    Robert Southey

    Robert Southey (1774 –1843) was an English Romantic poet, and Poet Laureate for 30 years. He was a prolific letter writer, literary scholar, historian and biographer. Perhaps his most enduring contribution to literary history is The Story of the Three Bears, the original Goldilocks story, first published in Southey's prose collection The Doctor. His biographies include the life and works of John Bunyan, John Wesley, William Cowper, Oliver Cromwell and Horatio Nelson.

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      Poems - Robert Southey

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      Title: Poems

      Author: Robert Southey

      Release Date: June, 2005 [EBook #8212] [Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule] [This file was first posted on July 2, 2003]

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      POEMS

      by

      Robert Southey

      1797

      GODDESS of the LYRE! with thee comes

      Majestic TRUTH; and where TRUTH deigns to come,

      Her sister LIBERTY will not be far.

      Akenside.

      SONNET.

      With wayworn feet a Pilgrim woe-begone

        Life's upward road I journeyed many a day,

        And hymning many a sad yet soothing lay

      Beguil'd my wandering with the charms of song.

        Lonely my heart and rugged was my way,

      Yet often pluck'd I as I past along

        The wild and simple flowers of Poesy,

      And as beseem'd the wayward Fancy's child

        Entwin'd each random weed that pleas'd mine eye.

      Accept the wreath, BELOVED! it is wild

        And rudely garlanded; yet scorn not thou

      The humble offering, where the sad rue weaves

      'Mid gayer flowers its intermingled leaves,

        And I have twin'd the myrtle for thy brow.

      I have collected in this Volume the productions of very distant periods. The lyric pieces were written in earlier youth; I now think the Ode the most worthless species of composition as well as the most difficult, and should never again attempt it, even if my future pursuits were such as allowed leisure for poetry. The poems addressed to the heart and the understanding are those of my maturer judgment. The Inscriptions will be found to differ from the Greek simplicity of Akenside's in the point that generally concludes them. The Sonnets were written first, or I would have adopted a different title, and avoided the shackle of rhyme and the confinement to fourteen lines.

      CONTENTS

      To Mary Wollstonecraft …………. 3 The Triumph of Woman …………… 7 Poems on the Slave-Trade ………. 29 Sonnet 1 …………………….. 33 2 …………………….. 34 3 …………………….. 35 4 …………………….. 36 5 …………………….. 37 6 …………………….. 38 To the Genius of Africa ……….. 39 To my own Miniature Picture ……. 44 The Pauper's Funeral ………….. 47 Ode written on 1st of January ….. 49 Inscription 1 ………………… 55 2 ………………… 56 3 ………………… 57 4 ………………… 59 5 ………………… 61 6 ………………… 62 7 ………………… 63 8 ………………… 64 Birth-Day Ode ………………… 67 Birth-Day Ode ………………… 71 Botany-bay Eclogues …………… 75 Elinor ………………………. 77 Humphrey and William ………….. 83 John, Samuel, and Richard ……… 92 Frederic …………………….. 99 Sonnet 1 ……………………. 107 2 ……………………. 108 3 ……………………. 109 4 ……………………. 110 5 ……………………. 111 6 ……………………. 112 7 ……………………. 113 8 ……………………. 114 9 ……………………. 115 10 ……………………. 116 Sappho ……………………… 121 Ode written on 1st. Dece. …….. 126 Written on Sunday Morning …….. 129 On the death of a favorite old Spaniel ……………….. 132 To Contemplation …………….. 135 To Horror …………………… 140 The Soldier's Wife …………… 145 The Widow …………………… 147 The Chapel Bell ……………… 149 The Race of Banquo …………… 152 Musings on a landscape of Caspar Poussin …………….. 154 Mary ……………………….. 163 Donica ……………………… 175 Rudiger …………………….. 187 Hymn to the Penates ………….. 203

      ERRORS

      p.151 - in the last line but one, for nosal, read nasal. p.192 - line 8, for wild, read mild. p. 203 - in the note, for Complicces, read Complices.

      THE TRIUMPH OF WOMAN

      [Greek (transliterated):

                               Ou gar thaeluierais demas opasen aemiielesion

                               Morphaen, ophra xai allaperi chroi technaesainio.

      NATMACHIOS.]

      TO MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT.

      The lilly cheek, the purple light of love,

      The liquid lustre of the melting eye,—

      Mary! of these the Poet sung, for these

      Did Woman triumph! with no angry frown

      View this degrading conquest. At that age

      No MAID OF ARC had snatch'd from coward man

      The heaven-blest sword of Liberty; thy sex

      Could boast no female ROLAND'S martyrdom;

      No CORDE'S angel and avenging arm

      Had sanctified again the Murderer's name

      As erst when Caesar perish'd: yet some strains

      May even adorn this theme, befitting me

      To offer, nor unworthy thy regard.

      ROBERT SOUTHEY.

      The Subject of the following Poem may be found in the Third and Fourth

      Chapters of the first Book of Esdras.

      THE TRIUMPH of WOMAN.

         Glad as the weary traveller tempest-tost

      To reach secure at length his native coast,

      Who wandering long o'er distant lands has sped,

      The night-blast wildly howling round his head,

      Known all the woes of want, and felt the storm

      Of the bleak winter parch his shivering form;

      The journey o'er and every peril past

      Beholds his little cottage-home at last,

      And as he sees afar the smoke curl slow,

      Feels his full eyes with transport overflow:

      So from the scene where Death and Anguish reign,

      And Vice and Folly drench with blood the plain,

      Joyful I turn, to sing how Woman's praise

      Avail'd again Jerusalem to raise,

      Call'd forth the sanction of the Despot's nod,

      And freed the nation best-belov'd of God.

         Darius gives the feast: to Persia's court,

      Awed by his will, the obedient throng resort,

      Attending Satraps swell the Prince's pride,

      And vanquish'd Monarchs grace their Conqueror's side.

      No more the Warrior wears the garb of war,

      Sharps the strong steel, or mounts the scythed car;

      No more Judaea's sons dejected go,

      And hang the head and heave the sigh of woe.

      From Persia's rugged hills descend the train.

      From where Orontes foams along the plain,

      From where Choaspes rolls his royal waves,

      And India sends her sons, submissive slaves.

      Thy daughters Babylon to grace the feast

      Weave the loose robe, and paint the flowery vest,

      With roseate wreaths they braid the glossy hair.

      They tinge the cheek which Nature form'd so fair,

      Learn the soft step, the soul-subduing glance,

      Melt in the song, and swim adown the dance.

      Exalted on the Monarch's golden throne

      In royal state the fair Apame shone;

      Her form of majesty, her eyes of fire

      Chill with respect, or kindle with desire.

      The admiring multitude her charms adore,

      And own her worthy of the crown she wore.

         Now on his couch reclin'd Darius lay,

      Tir'd with the toilsome pleasures of the day;

      Without Judaea's watchful sons await

      To guard the sleeping pageant of the state.

      Three youths were these of Judah's royal race,

      Three youths whom Nature dower'd with every grace,

      To each the form

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