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 ...
Charlotte Smith Poems on Sadness (43 Poems)
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 ...
The Forest Boy (Charlotte Smith Poems)
THE trees have now hid at the edge of the hurstThe spot where the ruins decayOf the cottage, where Will ...
The Origin Of Flattery (Charlotte Smith Poems)
WHEN Jove, in anger to the sons of the earth,Bid artful Vulcan give Pandora birth,And sent the fatal gift which ...
Elegy (Charlotte Smith Poems)
DARK gathering clouds involve the threatening skies,The sea heaves conscious of the impending gloom,Deep, hollow murmurs from the cliffs arise;They ...
April (Charlotte Smith Poems)
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 Swallow (Charlotte Smith Poems)
THE gorse is yellow on the heath, The banks with speedwell flowers are gay, The oaks are budding; and beneath, ...
Thirty-Eight (Charlotte Smith Poems)
ADDRESSED TO MRS. H------Y. IN early youth's unclouded scene,The brilliant morning of eighteen,With health and sprightly joy elateWe gazed on ...
The Female Exile (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Written at Brighthelmstone in Nov. 1792. NOVEMBER'S chill blast on the rough beach is howling,The surge breaks afar, and then ...
Verses I (Charlotte Smith Poems)
INTENDED TO HAVE BEEN PREFIXED TO THE NOVELOF EMMELINE, BUT THEN SUPPRESSED. O'ERWHELM'D with sorrow, and sustaining long"The proud man's ...
Ode To Death (Charlotte Smith Poems)
FRIEND of the wretched! wherefore should the eyeOf blank Despair, whence tears have ceased to flow,Be turn'd from thee?--Ah! wherefore ...
Verses III (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Written by the same lady on seeing her two sonsat play. SWEET age of bless'd delusion! blooming boys,Ah! revel long ...
Sonnet I (Charlotte Smith Poems)
oTHE partial Muse, has from my earliest hours, Smil'd on the rugged path I'm doom'd to tread,And still with ...
Sonnet LI. (Charlotte Smith Poems)
FROM THE NOVEL OF CELESTINA. Supposed to have been written in the Hebrides. ON this lone island, whose unfruitful breastFeeds ...
Sonnet XXXI. (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Written on Farm Wood, South Downs, May 1784. SPRING'S dewy hand on this fair summit weavesThe downy grass, with tufts ...
Sonnet LXII (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Written on passing by Moon-light through a Village,while the ground was covered with Snow. WHILE thus I wander, cheerless and ...
Sonnet XLVII: To Fancy (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Thee, Queen of Shadows! — shall I still invoke, Still love the scenes thy sportive pencil drew,When on mine ...
Sonnet III: To a Nightingale (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Poor melancholy bird—-that all night long Tell'st to the Moon, thy tale of tender woe; From what sad cause can ...
Sonnet XXIX. To Miss C—- (Charlotte Smith Poems)
On being desired to attempt writing a Comedy. WOULD'ST thou then have me tempt the comic sceneOf gay Thalia? used ...
Sonnet VII: Sweet Poet of the Woods (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Sweet poet of the woods—-a long adieu! Farewel, soft minstrel of the early year! Ah! 'twill be long ere thou ...
Sonnet LXVII: On Passing over a Dreary Tract (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Swift fleet the billowy clouds along the sky, Earth seems to shudder at the storm aghast;While only beings as ...
Sonnet VIII. To Spring (Charlotte Smith Poems)
AGAIN the wood and long-withdrawing valeIn many a tint of tender green are drest,Where the young leaves, unfolding, scarce concealBeneath ...
Sonnet VI. To Hope (Charlotte Smith Poems)
OH, Hope! thou soother sweet of human woes.How shall I lure thee to my haunts forlorn?For me wilt thou renew ...
Sonnet LXXII. To The Morning Star (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Written near the sea. THEE! lucid arbiter 'twixt day and night,The seaman greets, as on the ocean streamReflected, thy precursive ...
Sonnet LXX: On Being Cautioned Against Walking on an Headland Overlooking the Sea, Because It Was Frequented by a Lunatic (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Is there a solitary wretch who hies To the tall cliff, with starting pace or slow,And, measuring, views with ...
Sonnet LXXXIV. To The Muse (Charlotte Smith Poems)
WILT thou forsake me who in life's bright MayLent warmer lustre to the radiant morn;And even o'er summer scenes by ...
Sonnet XV. From Petrarch (Charlotte Smith Poems)
WHERE the green leaves exclude the summer beam,And softly bend as balmy breezes blow,And where, with liquid lapse, the lucid ...
Sonnet XXXVI. (Charlotte Smith Poems)
SHOULD the lone wanderer, fainting on his way,Rest for a moment of the sultry hours,And though his path through thorns ...
Sonnet XLI. To Tranquility (Charlotte Smith Poems)
IN this tumultuous sphere, for thee unfit,How seldom art thou found--Tranquillity!Unless 'tis when with mild and downcast eyeBy the low ...
Sonnet LXXIV. The Winter Night (Charlotte Smith Poems)
SLEEP, that knits up the ravell'd sleeve of care,Forsakes me, while the chill and sullen blast,As my sad soul recalls ...