What's this dull town to me? Robin's not near, -- He whom I wished to see, Wished for to hear; Where's all the joy and mirth Made life a heaven on earth, O, they're all fled with thee, Robin Adair! What made the assembly shine? Robin Adair: What made the ball so fine? Robin was there: What, when the play was o'er, What made my heart so sore? O, it was parting with Robin Adair! But now thou art far from me, Robin Adair; But now I never see Robin Adair; Yet him I loved so well Still in my heart shall dwell; O, I can ne'er forget Robin Adair! Welcome on shore again, Robin Adair! Welcome once more again, Robin Adair! I feel thy trembling hand; Tears in thy eyelids stand, To greet thy native land, Robin Adair! Long I ne'er saw thee, love, Robin Adair; Still I prayed for thee, love, Robin Adair; When thou wert far at sea, Many made love to me, But still I thought on thee, Robin Adair. Come to my heart again, Robin Adair; Never to part again, Robin Adair; And if thou still art true, I will be constant too, And will wed none but you, Robin Adair! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HYBRIDS OF WAR: A MORALITY POEM: 3. THAILALND by KAREN SWENSON THE FLAMING CIRCLE by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE LEADEN-EYED by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY MY MISTRESS'S BOOTS by FREDERICK LOCKER-LAMPSON THE BROOKLYN BRIDGE [MAY 24, 1883] by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR ROUTE MARCH by CHARLES HAMILTON SORLEY TO MISS DIXON by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD TO HIS DEAR FRIEND THOMAS RANDOLPH, ON HIS COMEDY 'THE JEALOUS LOVERS' by RICHARD BENEFIELD |