The Emigrants: Book I (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town ofBrighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.Slow in ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town ofBrighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.Slow in ...
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
THE trees have now hid at the edge of the hurstThe spot where the ruins decayOf the cottage, where Will ...
WHEN Jove, in anger to the sons of the earth,Bid artful Vulcan give Pandora birth,And sent the fatal gift which ...
Written for the benefit of a distressed Player, detainedat Brighthelmstone for Debt, November 1792. WHEN in a thousand swarms, the ...
Supposed to have been written under the Ruins ofRufus's Castle, among the remains of the ancientChurch on the Isle of ...
DARK gathering clouds involve the threatening skies,The sea heaves conscious of the impending gloom,Deep, hollow murmurs from the cliffs arise;They ...
GREEN o'er the copses spring's soft hues are spreading,High wave the reeds in the transparent floods,The oak its sear and ...
THE gorse is yellow on the heath, The banks with speedwell flowers are gay, The oaks are budding; and beneath, ...
Descriptive of the miseries of War; from a Poemcalled "The Emigrants," printed in 1793. TO a wild mountain, whose bare ...
FROM THE NOVEL OF CELESTINA. WHERE cliffs arise by winter crown'd,And through dark groves of pine around,Down the deep chasms ...
ADDRESSED TO MRS. H------Y. IN early youth's unclouded scene,The brilliant morning of eighteen,With health and sprightly joy elateWe gazed on ...
TO AN OLD TREE. WHERE thy broad branches brave the bitter North,Like rugged, indigent, unheeded, worth,Lo! Vegetation's guardian hands embossEach ...
Written at Brighthelmstone in Nov. 1792. NOVEMBER'S chill blast on the rough beach is howling,The surge breaks afar, and then ...
Written by a deceased friend.NOT for the promise of the labour'd field,Not for the good the yellow harvests yield,I bend ...
FROM THE NOVEL OF EMMELINE. THOU spectre of terrific mien!Lord of the hopeless heart and hollow eye,In whose fierce train ...
On the Death of the same Lady, written in Sept. 1794. LIKE a poor ghost the night I seek;Its hollow ...
LIKE a poor ghost the night I seek;ts hollow winds repeat my sighs;The cold dews mingle on my cheekWith tears ...
INTENDED TO HAVE BEEN PREFIXED TO THE NOVELOF EMMELINE, BUT THEN SUPPRESSED. O'ERWHELM'D with sorrow, and sustaining long"The proud man's ...
AN ELEGY. Addressed to a Lady, who was affected at seeing theFuneral of a nameless Pauper, buried at the ex-pense ...
FRIEND of the wretched! wherefore should the eyeOf blank Despair, whence tears have ceased to flow,Be turn'd from thee?--Ah! wherefore ...
Written by the same lady on seeing her two sonsat play. SWEET age of bless'd delusion! blooming boys,Ah! revel long ...
Go, while the summer suns are bright,Take at large thy wandering flight,Go, and load thy tiny feetWith every rich and ...
FROM THE FRENCH OF CARDINAL BERNIS. I. FRUIT of Aurora's tears, fair rose,On whose soft leaves fond zephyrs play,Oh! queen ...
Supposed to have been written in the New Forest,in early Spring. AS in the woods, where leathery Lichen weavesIts wint'ry ...
FROM THE FRENCH. I. "AH! say," the fair Louisa cried,"Say where the abode of Love is found?"Pervading nature, I replied,His ...
oTHE partial Muse, has from my earliest hours, Smil'd on the rugged path I'm doom'd to tread,And still with ...
Written Sept. 1791, during a remarkable thunderstorm, in which the moon was perfectly clear, whilethe tempest gathered in various directions ...
oWritten at the close of Spring. THE garlands fade that Spring so lately wove, Each simple flower, which she ...
THE CAPTIVE ESCAPEDIn the wilds of America. ADDRESSED TO THE HON. MRS O'NEILL. IF, by his torturing, savage foes untraced,The ...
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