The Emigrants: Book II (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town ofBrighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.Slow in ...
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 ...
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 ...
On the Death of the same Lady, written in Sept. 1794. LIKE a poor ghost the night I seek;Its hollow ...
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 ...
Supposed to have been written in the New Forest,in early Spring. AS in the woods, where leathery Lichen weavesIts wint'ry ...
THE CAPTIVE ESCAPEDIn the wilds of America. ADDRESSED TO THE HON. MRS O'NEILL. IF, by his torturing, savage foes untraced,The ...
Written on passing by Moon-light through a Village,while the ground was covered with Snow. WHILE thus I wander, cheerless and ...
Just before his Death. WHY should I wish to hold in this low sphere'A frail and feverish being?' wherefore tryPoorly ...
Written near the sea. THEE! lucid arbiter 'twixt day and night,The seaman greets, as on the ocean streamReflected, thy precursive ...
MAKE there my tomb, beneath the lime-tree's shade,Where grass and flowers in wild luxuriance wave;Let no memorial mark where I ...
THE upland shepherd, as reclined he liesOn the soft turf that clothes the mountain brow,Marks the bright sea-line mingling with ...
IN this tumultuous sphere, for thee unfit,How seldom art thou found--Tranquillity!Unless 'tis when with mild and downcast eyeBy the low ...
AH! hills beloved!--where once, a happy child,Your beechen shades, 'your turf, your flowers among,'I wove your blue-bells into garlands wild,And ...
Queen of the silver bow, by thy pale beamAlone and pensive I delight to stray,And watch thy shadow trembling in ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792. ...
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
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