"There lux'ry spreads profusion wide, / To glut the iron breast of pride!"

— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)


Place of Publication
London
Date
1796
Metaphor
"There lux'ry spreads profusion wide, / To glut the iron breast of pride!"
Metaphor in Context
O! visions of supreme delight!
Why did ye quit my cheated sight?
Why did I wake to mark the hour
When winter's angry tempests lour?
While on the warring whirlwinds fly
The fleecy fragments of the sky,
The pelting hail, the bleak blast wild,
That chills misfortune's shivering child;
Where hopeless and forlorn she weeps,
Or to the dropping pent-house creeps,
To view with many a rending sigh
The lordly mansion tow'ring nigh!
Where, while the keen blast cuts her breast,
The pamper'd cur sleeps warm at rest;
While for a famish'd parent's woes
The tear of filial virtue flows,
There lux'ry spreads profusion wide,
To glut the iron breast of pride!
Categories
Provenance
Searching "breast" and "iron" in HDIS (Poetry)
Citation
Angelica is Robinson's novel, published in 1796.

Text from The Poetical Works of the Late Mrs Mary Robinson: Including Many Pieces Never Before Published. 3 vols. (London: Printed for Richard Phillips, 1806). <Link to vol. I in Google Books><Vol. II><Vol. III>
Date of Entry
06/08/2005

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