FAREWELL, Aruna!–on whose varied shore
My early vows were paid to Nature’s shrine,
When thoughtless joy, and infant hope were mine,
And whose lorn stream has heard me since deplore
Too many sorrows! Sighing I resign
Thy solitary beauties–and no more
Or on thy rocks or in thy woods recline,
Or on the heath, by moonlight lingering, pore
On air-drawn phantoms–while in Fancy’s ear,
As in the evening wind thy murmurs swell,
The Enthusiast of the Lyre who wander’d here,
Seems yet to strike his visionary shell,
Of power to call forth Pity’s tenderest tear,
Or wake wild Frenzy–from her hideous cell!
(Charlotte Smith)
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