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Mary Darby Robinson - Sonnet XVI: Delusive Hope
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Delusive Hope! more transient than the ray
That leads pale twilight to her dusky bed,
O`er woodland glen, or breezy mountain`s head,
Ling`ring to catch the parting sigh of day.
Hence with thy visionary charms, away!
Nor o`er my path the flow`rs of fancy spread;
Thy airy dreams on peaceful pillows shed,
And weave for thoughtless brows, a garland gay.
Farewell low vallies; dizzy cliffs, farewell!
Small vagrant rills that murmur as ye flow:
Dark bosom`d labyrinth and thorny dell;
The task be mine all pleasures to forego;
To hide, where meditation loves to dwell,
And feed my soul, with luxury of woe!
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