1780 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Mary Robinson

Anonymous, Untitled Lines on Perdita; St. James's Chronicle (26 August 1780).



Perdita thinks her blooming Charms,
Tho' now so publick grown;
Can lure unto her venal Arms,
The Heir of E—d's Crown.

And can she hope a P—e will bend,
Whom Wealth and Power adorn,
From all his regal Pomp descend
To one so meanly born?

A Sailor was the Lady's Sire;
Is scepter'd Love then due?
Ask the absurd presumptuous Fair,
Nor let her hope it true.

As Players in theatrick Scenes
Still various Parts engage;
Then why not reign in Fancy's Dreams
On Life's more copious Stage.

Her Person still, whene'er 'tis shown,
We see or we admire;
But once her Temper truely known
Expels each fond Desire.