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Charlotte Turner Smith (Шарлотта Смит)


Sonnet 5. To the South Downs


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 woke your echoes with my artless song.
Ah! hills beloved!--your turf, your flowers remain;
But can they peace to this sad breast restore,
For one poor moment soothe the sense of pain,
And teach a breaking heart to throb no more?
And you, Aruna!--in the vale below,
As to the sea your limpid waves you bear
Can you one kind Lethean cup bestow,
To drink a long oblivion to my care?
Ah! no!--when all, e'en Hope's last ray is gone,
There's no oblivion--but in death alone! 



Charlotte Turner Smith's other poems:
  1. Sonnet 67. On Passing over a Dreary Tract
  2. Sonnet Written at Penshurst in Autumn, 1788
  3. Sonnet 32. To Melancholy. Written on the Banks of the Arun, October, 1785
  4. Sonnet 42. Composed During a Walk
  5. The Peasant of the Alps


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