Poems by Charlotte Turner Smith
Sonnet XXXII. To Melancholy
... Through the half-leafless wood that breathes the gale: ...
Sonnet LX. To An Amiable Girl
... Droops its meek head, and looks, methinks, like you! ...
A Walk In The Shrubbery
... To the Cistus or Rock Rose, a beautiful plant, whose flowers ...
Inscription
... Essex; raised by the Honourable Elizabeth Olmius, ...
Sonnet XXIV. By The Same.
... The faithful friend with fault'ring step shall glide, ...
Sonnet LI.
... And when drear Winter spreads his cheerless gloom, ...
Song III
... III. From perfumed flowers and dewy leaves ...
Sonnet XLV. On Leaving A Part Of Sussex
... And whose lorn stream has heard me since deplore ...
Verses I
... Then, with some friend who loves to share your pain, ...
Sonnet XL. From The Same.
... That bleeds with vain remorse and unextinguish'd love! ...
The Bee's Winter Retreat
... There, shelter'd by the straw-built hive, ...
Sonnet LVII. To Dependence
... Starts--when the birds of morn their summons give, ...
The Truant Dove, From Pilpay
... Their fall, the rattling shot, his nerves perplex'd ...
Sonnet LXI
... O'er my sick soul thus rous'd from transient rest, ...
Sonnet XXXVII.
... And give to Beauty's queen, the queen of flowers ...
