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Sonnet XVI: Delusive Hope
Mary Darby Robinson
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 c...Rate it:

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Infanticide in Madagascar
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
those days, and other days as the reverse. This delusive influence inculcates the belief, that all Rate it:

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On The Death Of Mr. Robert Levet, A Practiser In Physic
Samuel Johnson
CONDEMN'D to Hope's delusive mine, As on we toil from day to day, By sudden blasts or slow decline Our social comforts drop away. Well tried thr...Rate it:

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A Letter Sent To Mrs. Barber
Mary Barber
the spangled Plain, Recalls him from the bright, delusive Scene; With Grief he then perceives th' eRate it:

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A Poem: To The Memory of Mrs. Oldfield
Richard Savage
or triumphs in our Tears: Whilst from her Eyes delusive Sorrows flow, Our Breasts are touch'd with Rate it:

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Anti-Thelyphthora. A Tale In Verse
William Cowper
vain, they cried, are hymeneal rites, Vain our delusive hope of constant knights; The marriage bondRate it:

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Coplas De Manrique (From The Spanish)
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
vale of tears A death of shame. Behold of what delusive worth The bubbles we pursue on earth, TheRate it:

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Doctor Rabelais
Eugene Field
consult My doctor, Rabelais!' Soon from her delusive dream My beauteous bride awoke. Too soon she Rate it:

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Epilogue: 1908
Christopher John Brennan
in my youth, I saw them flit where their delusive dream was lit; so now I see them, and can read thRate it:

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Evensong
Mathilde Blind
willowy twilight stream? Am I the dupe of some delusive dream? Or, like faint fluid phosphorent rRate it:

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L'Amitté Est L'Amour
George Gordon Lord Byron
alas! thy Jealous stings. Away, away! delusive power, Thou shalt not haunt my coining hour; UnlesRate it:

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Lead Them to Thee
Robert Wadsworth Lowry
looks bright and fair, Festive and gay, Let no delusive snare, Lure them away; But from temptation’Rate it:

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Lines Written in the Bay of Lerici
Percy Bysshe Shelley
and struck the fish which came To worship the delusive flame. Too happy they, whose pleasure soRate it:

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Monody to the Memory of Chatterton
Mary Darby Robinson
seldom feels DISTRUST. Frail are the charms delusive FANCY shows, And short the bliss her fickleRate it:

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Occasion'd By Reading The Memoirs Of Anne Of Austria
Mary Barber
rise, tho' on the Ruins of the State; See how delusive are Ambition's Dreams, See Providence defeatRate it:

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Ode to the Nightingale
Mary Darby Robinson
but a short-liv'd empty sound, And LOVE a false delusive flame. Then come, Sweet BIRD, and with Rate it:

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Ode XIII: On Lyric Poetry
Mark Akenside
thou refresh my yielding mind With all thy gay, delusive spoils. But, o indulgent, come not nigh ThRate it:

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On An Old Deluded Suitor
George Moses Horton
the charms of youth the most untrue, She, with delusive smiles, prevail'd to move This silly hearRate it:

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On Happiness
James Thomson
they happiness enjoy, Embrace a curse wrapt in delusive joy, I reason'd thus: Since the Creator, Rate it:

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On Happiness In This Life
Thomas Parnell
my soul so long. The lusts that tempt us with delusive show, And sin brought forth for everlasting Rate it:

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Sent As From A School--Fellow To My Son
Mary Barber
useless Views resign, And fly the fair, delusive Nine. I know, they try their wonted Art, To win yRate it:

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Song XIX. - When bright Ophelia treads the green
William Shenstone
think thy Damon insincere. Pity my wild delusive flame; For though the flowers are still the same, Rate it:

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Sonnet I
Charlotte Smith
the lot of those Who never learn'd her dear delusive art; Which, while it decks the head with Rate it:

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Sonnet LXI
Charlotte Smith
with early lamentation break The dear delusive visions of repose? Why from so short felicity awake Rate it:

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Sonnet XLIII: The Unhappy Exile
Charlotte Smith
lost hope but aggravates his woe! Ah! so for me delusive Fancy toils, Then, from contrasted truth—mRate it:

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