Charlotte Smith
Beachy Head by Charlotte Smith

Beachy Head by Charlotte Smith

ON thy stupendous summit, rock sublime ! That o'er the channel rear'd, half way at sea The mariner at early morning hails, I would recline; while Fancy should go forth, And ...

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Sonnet Lxxvii. To The Insect Of The Gossamer by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Lxxvii. To The Insect Of The Gossamer by Charlotte Smith

SMALL, viewless aeronaut, that by the line Of Gossamer suspended, in mid air Float'st on a sun beam--Living atom, where Ends thy breeze-guided voyage;--with what design, In ...

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Sonnet Lxxxii. To The Shade Of Burns by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Lxxxii. To The Shade Of Burns by Charlotte Smith

MUTE is thy wild harp, now, O bard sublime! Who, amid Scotia's mountain solitude, Great Nature taught to 'build the lofty rhyme,' And even beneath the daily pressure, rude, Of ...

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Sonnet Xxiii. By The Same. To The North Star. by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Xxiii. By The Same. To The North Star. by Charlotte Smith

TO thy bright beams I turn my swimming eyes, Fair, favourite planet, which in happier days Saw my young hopes, ah, faithless hopes!--arise, And on my passion shed propitious ...

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Sonnet Lxxxii. To The Shade Of Burns by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Lxxxii. To The Shade Of Burns by Charlotte Smith

MUTE is thy wild harp, now, O bard sublime! Who, amid Scotia's mountain solitude, Great Nature taught to 'build the lofty rhyme,' And even beneath the daily pressure, rude, Of ...

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Sonnet Lxiii: The Gossamer by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Lxiii: The Gossamer by Charlotte Smith

O'er faded heath-flowers spun, or thorny furze,The filmy Gossamer is lightly spread;Waving in every sighing air that stirs,As Fairy fingers had entwined the thread:A thousand ...

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Love And Folly by Charlotte Smith

Love And Folly by Charlotte Smith

LOVE, who now deals to human hearts, Such ill thrown, yet resistless darts, That hapless mortals can't withstand them, Was once less cruel and perverse, Nor did he then his shafts ...

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Sonnet Lxvii: On Passing Over A Dreary Tract by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Lxvii: On Passing Over A Dreary Tract by Charlotte Smith

Swift fleet the billowy clouds along the sky,Earth seems to shudder at the storm aghast;While only beings as forlorn as I,Court the chill horrors of the howling blast.Even round ...

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Sonnet Xlvii: To Fancy by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Xlvii: To Fancy by Charlotte Smith

Thee, Queen of Shadows! -- shall I still invoke,Still love the scenes thy sportive pencil drew,When on mine eyes the early radiance brokeWhich shew'd the beauteous rather than the ...

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Sonnet Xliii: The Unhappy Exile by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Xliii: The Unhappy Exile by Charlotte Smith

The unhappy exile, whom his fates confineTo the bleak coast of some unfriendly isle,Cold, barren, desart, where no harvests smile,But thirst and hunger on the rocks repine;When, ...

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Sonnet Iii: To A Nightingale by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Iii: To A Nightingale by Charlotte Smith

Poor melancholy bird---that all night longTell'st to the Moon, thy tale of tender woe;From what sad cause can such sweet sorrow flow,And whence this mournful melody of song?Thy ...

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Sonnet Xliv: Press’D By The Moon by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Xliv: Press’D By The Moon by Charlotte Smith

Press'd by the Moon, mute arbitress of tides,While the loud equinox its power combines,The sea no more its swelling surge confines,But o'er the shrinking land sublimely rides.The ...

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Ode To Despair by Charlotte Smith

Ode To Despair by Charlotte Smith

FROM THE NOVEL OF EMMELINE. THOU spectre of terrific mien!Lord of the hopeless heart and hollow eye,In whose fierce train each form is seenThat drives sick Reason to insanity!I ...

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Sonnet Xxii. By The Same. To Solitude. by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Xxii. By The Same. To Solitude. by Charlotte Smith

OH, Solitude! to thy sequester'd valeI come to hide my sorrow and my tears,And to thy echoes tell the mournful taleWhich scarce I trust to pitying Friendship's ears.Amidst thy ...

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Ode To Death by Charlotte Smith

Ode To Death by Charlotte Smith

FRIEND of the wretched! wherefore should the eyeOf blank Despair, whence tears have ceased to flow,Be turn'd from thee?--Ah! wherefore fears to dieHe, who compell'd each poignant ...

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Huge Vapours Brood Above The Clifted Shore by Charlotte Smith

Huge Vapours Brood Above The Clifted Shore by Charlotte Smith

Huge vapours brood above the clifted shore,Night o'er the ocean settles, dark and mute,Save where is heard the repercussive roarOf drowsy billows, on the rugged footOf rocks ...

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Ode To The Poppy by Charlotte Smith

Ode To The Poppy by Charlotte Smith

Written by a deceased friend.NOT for the promise of the labour'd field,Not for the good the yellow harvests yield,I bend at Ceres' shrine;For dull, to human eyes, appearThe golden ...

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Flora by Charlotte Smith

Flora by Charlotte Smith

REMOTE from scenes, where the o'erwearied mind Shrinks from the crimes and follies of mankind, From hostile menace, and offensive boast, Peace, and her train of home-born ...

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Evening by Charlotte Smith

Evening by Charlotte Smith

OH ! soothing hour, when glowing day, Low in the western wave declines, And village murmurs die away, And bright the vesper planet shines; I love to hear the gale of Even ...

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Sonnet Iv. To The Moon by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Iv. To The Moon by Charlotte Smith

QUEEN of the silver bow!--by thy pale beam,Alone and pensive, I delight to stray,And watch thy shadow trembling in the stream,Or mark the floating clouds that cross thy way.And ...

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Sonnet Ix. by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Ix. by Charlotte Smith

BLEST is yon shepherd, on the turf reclined,Who on the varied clouds which float aboveLies idly gazing--while his vacant mindPours out some tale antique of rural love!Ah! he has ...

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The Dead Beggar by Charlotte Smith

The Dead Beggar by Charlotte Smith

AN ELEGY. Addressed to a Lady, who was affected at seeing theFuneral of a nameless Pauper, buried at the ex-pense of the Parish, in the Church-Yard at Bright-helmstone, in ...

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Sonnet Xxxiv: Charm’D By Thy Suffrage by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Xxxiv: Charm’D By Thy Suffrage by Charlotte Smith

Charm'd by thy suffrage, shall I yet aspire (All inauspicious as my fate appears,By troubles darken'd, that encrease with years,)To guide the crayon, or to touch the lyre?Ah ...

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Sonnet Lxx: On Being Cautioned Against Walking On An Headland Overlooking The Sea, Because It Was Frequented By A Lunatic by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Lxx: On Being Cautioned Against Walking On An Headland Overlooking The Sea, Because It Was Frequented By A Lunatic by Charlotte Smith

Is there a solitary wretch who hiesTo the tall cliff, with starting pace or slow,And, measuring, views with wild and hollow eyesIts distance from the waves that chide below;Who, ...

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The Emigrants: Book I by Charlotte Smith

The Emigrants: Book I by Charlotte Smith

Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town ofBrighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.Slow in the Wintry Morn, the struggling lightThrows a faint gleam ...

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A Descriptive Ode by Charlotte Smith

A Descriptive Ode by Charlotte Smith

Supposed to have been written under the Ruins ofRufus's Castle, among the remains of the ancientChurch on the Isle of Portland. CHAOTIC pile of barren stone,That Nature's hurrying ...

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Sonnet Xlii: Composed During A Walk by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Xlii: Composed During A Walk by Charlotte Smith

The dark and pillowy cloud, the sallow trees,Seem o'er the ruins of the year to mourn;And, cold and hollow, the inconstant breezeSobs thro' the falling leaves and wither'd ...

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Sonnet Ii by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Ii by Charlotte Smith

Written at the close of Spring.THE garlands fade that Spring so lately wove,Each simple flower, which she had nursed in dew,Anemonies, that spangled every grove,The primrose wan, ...

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On The Aphorism by Charlotte Smith

On The Aphorism by Charlotte Smith

'L'Amitie est l'Amour sans ailes.' FRIENDSHIP, as some sage poet sings, Is chasten'd Love, depriv'd of wings, Without all wish or power to wander; Less volatile, but not less ...

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Inscription by Charlotte Smith

Inscription by Charlotte Smith

On a Stone, in the Church-Yard at Boreham, inEssex; raised by the Honourable Elizabeth Olmius,to the memory of Ann Gardner, who died at NewHall, after a faithful Service of Forty ...

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Sonnet Xxxix. To Night. From The Same. by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Xxxix. To Night. From The Same. by Charlotte Smith

I LOVE thee, mournful, sober-suited Night!When the faint moon, yet lingering in her wane,And veil'd in clouds, with pale uncertain lightHangs o'er the waters of the restless ...

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Written Near A Port On A Dark Evening by Charlotte Smith

Written Near A Port On A Dark Evening by Charlotte Smith

o Huge vapours brood above the clifted shore, Night on the ocean settles dark and mute, Save where is heard the repercussive roar Of drowsy billows on the rugged foot Of rocks ...

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Fragment by Charlotte Smith

Fragment by Charlotte Smith

Descriptive of the miseries of War; from a Poemcalled 'The Emigrants,' printed in 1793. TO a wild mountain, whose bare summit hidesIts broken eminence in clouds; whose steepsAre ...

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Apostrophe by Charlotte Smith

Apostrophe by Charlotte Smith

TO AN OLD TREE. WHERE thy broad branches brave the bitter North,Like rugged, indigent, unheeded, worth,Lo! Vegetation's guardian hands embossEach giant limb with fronds of studded ...

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Sonnet Xi. To Sleep by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Xi. To Sleep by Charlotte Smith

COME, balmy Sleep! tired nature's soft resort!On these sad temples all thy poppies shed; And bid gay dreams, from Morpheus' airy court,Float in light vision round my aching ...

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Sonnet Xxvii. by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Xxvii. by Charlotte Smith

SIGHING I see yon little troop at play,By sorrow yet untouch'd; unhurt by care;While free and sportive they enjoy to-day,'Content and careless of to-morrow's fare!'O happy age! ...

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The Swallow by Charlotte Smith

The Swallow by Charlotte Smith

THE gorse is yellow on the heath, The banks with speedwell flowers are gay, The oaks are budding; and beneath, The hawthorn soon will bear the wreath, The silver wreath of May. ...

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Sonnet Xxxv. To Fortitude by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Xxxv. To Fortitude by Charlotte Smith

NYMPH of the rock! whose dauntless spirit bravesThe beating storm, and bitter winds that howlRound thy cold breast; and hear'st the bursting wavesAnd the deep thunder with ...

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Sonnet Viii. To Spring by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Viii. To Spring by Charlotte Smith

AGAIN the wood and long-withdrawing valeIn many a tint of tender green are drest,Where the young leaves, unfolding, scarce concealBeneath their early shade, the half-form'd nestOf ...

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Hope by Charlotte Smith

Hope by Charlotte Smith

Parody on Lord Strangford's 'Just like Love.' JUST like Hope is yonder bow, That from the center bends so low, Where bright prismatic colours shew How gems of heavenly radiance ...

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Elegy by Charlotte Smith

Elegy by Charlotte Smith

'DARK gathering clouds involve the threatening skies,The sea heaves conscious of the impending gloom,Deep, hollow murmurs from the cliffs arise;They come--the Spirits of the ...

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Saint Monica by Charlotte Smith

Saint Monica by Charlotte Smith

AMONG deep woods is the dismantled scite Of an old Abbey, where the chaunted rite, By twice ten brethren of the monkish cowl, Was duly sung; and requiems for the soul Of the first ...

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April by Charlotte Smith

April by Charlotte Smith

GREEN o'er the copses spring's soft hues are spreading,High wave the reeds in the transparent floods,The oak its sear and sallow foliage shedding,From their moss'd cradles start ...

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Sonnet Xxxii. To Melancholy by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Xxxii. To Melancholy by Charlotte Smith

Written on the banks of the Arun, Oct. 1785. WHEN latest Autumn spreads her evening veil,And the grey mists from these dim waves arise,I love to listen to the hollow sighs,Through ...

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The Moon by Charlotte Smith

The Moon by Charlotte Smith

Queen of the silver bow, by thy pale beamAlone and pensive I delight to stray,And watch thy shadow trembling in the stream,Or mark the floating clouds that cross thy way.And while ...

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Sonnet Lxxxiii. The Sea View by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Lxxxiii. The Sea View by Charlotte Smith

THE upland shepherd, as reclined he liesOn the soft turf that clothes the mountain brow,Marks the bright sea-line mingling with the skies;Or from his course celestial, sinking ...

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The Lark’s Nest by Charlotte Smith

The Lark’s Nest by Charlotte Smith

'TRUST only to thyself;' the maxim's sound; For, tho' life's choicest blessing be a friend, Friends do not very much abound; Or, where they happen to be found, And greatly thou on ...

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A Walk In The Shrubbery by Charlotte Smith

A Walk In The Shrubbery by Charlotte Smith

To the Cistus or Rock Rose, a beautiful plant, whose flowersexpand, and fall off twice in twenty-four hours. THE Florists, who have fondly watch'd, Some curious bulb from hour to ...

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Song I by Charlotte Smith

Song I by Charlotte Smith

FROM THE FRENCH OF CARDINAL BERNIS. I. FRUIT of Aurora's tears, fair rose,On whose soft leaves fond zephyrs play,Oh! queen of flowers, thy buds disclose,And give thy fragrance to ...

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Sonnet Xxx. To The River Arun by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Xxx. To The River Arun by Charlotte Smith

BE the proud Thames of trade the busy mart!Arun! to thee will other praise belong;Dear to the lover's and the mourner's heart,And ever sacred to the sons of song!Thy banks ...

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