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Mary Darby Robinson - Stanzas
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WHEN fragrant gales and summer show`rs
Call`d forth the sweetly scented flow`rs;
When ripen`d sheaves of golden grain,
Strew`d their rich treasures o`er the plain;
When the full grape did nectar yield,
  In tepid drops of purple hue; 
When the thick grove, and thirsty field,
  Drank the soft show`r and bloom`d a-new; 
O then my joyful heart did say, 
"Sure this is Nature`s Holy-day!" 

  But when the yellow leaf did fade,
And every gentle flow`r decay`d;
When whistling winds, and drenching rain,
Swept with rude force the naked plain;
When o`er the desolated scene,
  I saw the drifted snow descend; 
And sadness darken`d all the green,
  And Nature`s triumphs seem`d to end; 
O! then, my mourning heart did say,
"Thus Youth shall vanish, Life decay." 

  When Beauty blooms, and Fortune smiles, 
And wealth the easy breast beguiles; 
When pleasure from her downy wings,
Her soft bewitching incense flings;
THEN, Friends look kind­and round the heart
  The brightest flames of passion move,
False Flatt`ry`s soothing strains impart
  The warmest Friendship­fondest Love;
But when capricious FORTUNE flies,
  Then FRIENDSHIP fades;­and PASSION dies.
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