Found in 11 poems.

To the Duke of Dorset

  • 64Not Fortune's minion, but her noblest son.

To Simplicty [from Sonnets Attempted tn the Manner of Contemporary Writers]

  • 5'Tis true on Lady Fortune's gentlest pad

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto the Third

  • 350When Fortune fled her spoiled and favourite child,

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto the Fourth

  • 770And showed not Fortune thus how fame and sway,
  • 773Are in her eyes less happy than the tomb?

To Dives. A Fragment

  • 3Once Fortune's minion now thou feel'st her power;

Beppo

  • 486And as for Fortune--but I dare not d--n her,
  • 488The more I should believe in her Divinity.
  • 489She rules the present, past, and all to be yet,
  • 490She gives us luck in lotteries, love, and marriage;
  • 491I cannot say that she's done much for me yet;
  • 492Not that I mean her bounties to disparage,
  • 494How much she'll make amends for past miscarriage;

Childish Recollections

  • 73And who, when Fortune's warning voice is heard,

Lines Addressed to the Rev. J.T. Becher, on his Advising the Author to Mix More with Society

  • 30If Tyrants prevail, or if Fortune should frown:

English Bards and Scotch Reviewers

  • 655In Plenty's sunshine Fortune's minions bask,

Happiness

  • 30'The scene is changed and Fortune's gale

To a Friend in Answer to a Melancholy Letter

  • 17Nor shall not Fortune with a vengeful smile