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 ...
WHEN Jove, in anger to the sons of the earth,Bid artful Vulcan give Pandora birth,And sent the fatal gift which ...
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, ...
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 ...
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 ...
oTHE partial Muse, has from my earliest hours, Smil'd on the rugged path I'm doom'd to tread,And still with ...
oWritten at the close of Spring. THE garlands fade that Spring so lately wove, Each simple flower, which she ...
Like pendent flakes of vegetating snow, The early herald of the infant year,Ere yet the adventurous crocus dares to blow,Beneath ...
Written on Farm Wood, South Downs, May 1784. SPRING'S dewy hand on this fair summit weavesThe downy grass, with tufts ...
The dark and pillowy cloud, the sallow trees, Seem o'er the ruins of the year to mourn;And, cold and ...
THE SLEEPING WOODMAN. Written in April, 1790. YE copses wild, where April bids ariseThe vernal grasses, and the early flowers;My ...
On receiving some elegant lines from him. FOR me the Muse a simple band design'dOf 'idle' flowers that bloom the ...
With some botanic drawings which had been madesome years. IN happier hours, ere yet so keenly blewAdversity's cold blight, and ...
SENT TO THE HON. MRS. O'NEILL, WITHPAINTED FLOWERS. The poet's fancy takes from Flora's realmHer buds and leaves to dress ...
OH, Hope! thou soother sweet of human woes.How shall I lure thee to my haunts forlorn?For me wilt thou renew ...
YE vales and woods! fair scenes of happier hours!Ye feather'd people, tenants of the grove!And you, bright stream! befringed with ...
WHEN on some balmy-breathing night of SpringThe happy child, to whom the world is new,Pursues the evening moth, of mealy ...
WHERE the green leaves exclude the summer beam,And softly bend as balmy breezes blow,And where, with liquid lapse, the lucid ...
SHOULD the lone wanderer, fainting on his way,Rest for a moment of the sultry hours,And though his path through thorns ...
HE may be envied, who with tranquil breastCan wander in the wild and woodland scene,When summer's glowing hands have newly ...
MIRANDA! mark where shrinking from the gale,Its silken leaves yet moist with early dew,That fair faint flower, the Lily of ...
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