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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
TO AN OLD TREE. WHERE thy broad branches brave the bitter North,Like rugged, indigent, unheeded, worth,Lo! Vegetation's guardian hands embossEach ...
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 ...
FROM THE FRENCH OF CARDINAL BERNIS. I. FRUIT of Aurora's tears, fair rose,On whose soft leaves fond zephyrs play,Oh! queen ...
Written Sept. 1791, during a remarkable thunderstorm, in which the moon was perfectly clear, whilethe tempest gathered in various directions ...
Written at the same place, on seeing a Seaman returnwho had been imprisoned at Rochfort. CLOUDS, gold and purple, o'er ...
Poor melancholy bird—-that all night long Tell'st to the Moon, thy tale of tender woe; From what sad cause can ...
Written on the Sea Shore, Oct. 1784. ON some rude fragment of the rocky shore,Where on the fractured cliff the ...
Swift fleet the billowy clouds along the sky, Earth seems to shudder at the storm aghast;While only beings as ...
Just before his Death. WHY should I wish to hold in this low sphere'A frail and feverish being?' wherefore tryPoorly ...
OH, Solitude! to thy sequester'd valeI come to hide my sorrow and my tears,And to thy echoes tell the mournful ...
ON thy wild banks, by frequent torrents worn,No glittering fanes, or marble domes appear,Yet shall the mournful muse thy course ...
THOU! whom Prosperity has always ledO'er level paths, with moss and flow'rets strewn;For whom she still prepares a downy bedWith ...
MUTE is thy wild harp, now, O bard sublime!Who, amid Scotia's mountain solitude,Great Nature taught to "build the lofty rhyme,"And ...
OH! place me where the burning moonForbids the wither'd flower to blow;Or place me in the frigid zone,On mountains of ...
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 ...
Poor melancholy bird---that all night long Tell'st to the Moon, thy tale of tender woe; From what sad cause can ...
Swift fleet the billowy clouds along the sky, Earth seems to shudder at the storm aghast; While only beings as ...
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