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Poem by Charlotte Turner Smith


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


Charlotte Turner Smith's other poems:
  1. Sonnet 32. To Melancholy. Written on the Banks of the Arun, October, 1785
  2. Sonnet 26. To the River Arun
  3. Sonnet 55. The Return of the Nightingale. Written in May, 1791
  4. Sonnet 15. From Petrarch (WHERE the green leaves exclude the summer beam)
  5. Sonnet 63. The Gossamer


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