Sonnet XXX. To The River Arun (Charlotte Smith Poems)
BE the proud Thames of trade the busy mart!Arun! to thee will other praise belong;Dear to the lover's and the ...
Charlotte Smith Poems (131 Poems)
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 V. To The South Downs (Charlotte Smith Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
Sonnet LXXVII. To The Insect Of The Gossamer (Charlotte Smith Poems)
SMALL, viewless aeronaut, that by the lineOf Gossamer suspended, in mid airFloat'st on a sun beam--Living atom, whereEnds thy breeze-guided ...
Sonnet XXXIII. To The Naiad Of The Arun (Charlotte Smith Poems)
GO, rural Naiad! wind thy stream alongThrough woods and wilds: then seek the ocean cavesWhere sea-nymphs meet their coral rocks ...
Sonnet LXXX. To The Invisible Moon (Charlotte Smith Poems)
DARK and conceal'd art thou, soft Evening's queen, And Melancholy's votaries that delightTo watch thee, gliding through the blue serene,Now ...
Evening (Charlotte Smith Poems)
OH ! soothing hour, when glowing day, Low in the western wave declines, And village murmurs die away, And bright ...
Sonnet XXXVIII. (Charlotte Smith Poems)
FROM THE NOVEL OF EMMELINE. WHEN welcome slumber sets my spirit free,Forth to fictitious happiness it flies,And where Elysian bowers ...
Sonnet IV. To The Moon (Charlotte Smith Poems)
QUEEN of the silver bow!--by thy pale beam,Alone and pensive, I delight to stray,And watch thy shadow trembling in the ...
Sonnet X. To Mrs. G (Charlotte Smith Poems)
AH! why will Mem'ry with officious careThe long lost visions of my days renew? Why paint the vernal landscape green ...
The Moon (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Queen of the silver bow, by thy pale beamAlone and pensive I delight to stray,And watch thy shadow trembling in ...
Sonnet XXI. Supposed To Written By Werter (Charlotte Smith Poems)
GO! cruel tyrant of the human breast!To other hearts thy burning arrows bear;Go, where fond hope, and fair illusion rest;Ah! ...
Sonnet XLV. On Leaving A Part Of Sussex (Charlotte Smith Poems)
FAREWELL, Aruna!--on whose varied shoreMy early vows were paid to Nature's shrine,When thoughtless joy, and infant hope were mine,And whose ...
Sonnet XL. From The Same. (Charlotte Smith Poems)
FAR on the sands, the low, retiring tide,In distant murmurs hardly seems to flow;And o'er the world of waters, blue ...
Sonnet LXXVI. To A Young Man Entering The World (Charlotte Smith Poems)
GO now, ingenious youth!--The trying hourIs come: The world demands that thou shouldst goTo active life: There titles, wealth, and ...
Sonnet LXXXI. (Charlotte Smith Poems)
HE may be envied, who with tranquil breastCan wander in the wild and woodland scene,When summer's glowing hands have newly ...
Sonnet LX. To An Amiable Girl (Charlotte Smith Poems)
MIRANDA! mark where shrinking from the gale,Its silken leaves yet moist with early dew,That fair faint flower, the Lily of ...
Sonnet LXXIII. To A Querulous Acquaintance (Charlotte Smith Poems)
THOU! whom Prosperity has always ledO'er level paths, with moss and flow'rets strewn;For whom she still prepares a downy bedWith ...
Sonnet XLVIII. To Mrs. **** (Charlotte Smith Poems)
NO more my wearied soul attempts to strayFrom sad reality and vain regret,Nor courts enchanting fiction to allaySorrows that sense ...
Sonnet LXXXII. To The Shade Of Burns (Charlotte Smith Poems)
MUTE is thy wild harp, now, O bard sublime!Who, amid Scotia's mountain solitude,Great Nature taught to "build the lofty rhyme,"And ...
The First Swallow (Charlotte Smith Poems)
The gorse is yellow on the heath,The banks with speedwell flowers are gay,The oaks are budding, and, beneath,The hawthorn soon ...
Inscription (Charlotte Smith Poems)
On a Stone, in the Church-Yard at Boreham, inEssex; raised by the Honourable Elizabeth Olmius,to the memory of Ann Gardner, ...
Sonnet XIII. From Petrarch (Charlotte Smith Poems)
OH! place me where the burning moonForbids the wither'd flower to blow;Or place me in the frigid zone,On mountains of ...
Hope (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Parody on Lord Strangford's "Just like Love." JUST like Hope is yonder bow, That from the center bends so low, ...
Song II (Charlotte Smith Poems)
DOES Pity give, though Fate denies,And to my wounds her balm impart?O speak--with those expressive eyes!Let one low sigh escape ...
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 XXXIV: Charm’d by Thy Suffrage (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Charm'd by thy suffrage, shall I yet aspire (All inauspicious as my fate appears, By troubles darken'd, that encrease with ...
The Emigrants: Book I (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792. ...
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 ...