ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
, "On the Sonnets of Mrs. Charlotte Smith" Miscellaneous Poems (1791) 94-95.
1784: William Hayley
1785: A Lady of Fifteen
1786: Anna Seward
1788: Pastor Fido
1788: Elizabeth Carter
1789: M. D.
1789: Charlotte Smith
1789: William Hamilton Reid
1790: Robert Burns
1791: Jane West
1791: Thomas Whicker
1792: John Bennet
1792: Henry James Pye
1792: F. R. S.
1793: Rev. Henry Kett
1794: A Lady
1794: Eyles Irwin
1795: S. S. T.
1796: R. C.
1797: Thomas Park
1798: Thomas James Mathias
1799: John Davis
1801: Andrew Caldwell
1801: Robert Southey
1801: Alexander Thomson
1802: Joseph Dennie
1805: Capel Lofft
1806: Charles Lamb
1806: Francisca Julia
1806: C. B.
1806: J. B.
1807: Tho. Gent
1807: K. L.
1807: John Taylor Esq.
1810: Mary F. Johnson
1824: Bryan Waller Procter
1827: Alexander Dyce
1828: Leigh Hunt
1835: William Wordsworth
1842: Mary Russell Mitford
1855: Sarah Josepha Hale
1858: Cyrus Redding
1882: Margaret Oliphant
1882: Epes Sargent
1791: Lucy Peacock
1791: Anna Seward
1791: Charlotte Smith
1811: Bp. Thomas Percy
1811: Anna Seward
The widow'd turtle, mourning for her love,
Breathes the soft plaintive melody of woe:
And streams, that gently steal along the grove,
In murmurs dear to melancholy flow.
Yet to thy strains, sweet nymph of Arun's vale,
Harsh is the turtle's note, and harsh the stream,
Ev'n when their echoes die upon the gale,
Or catch attention by the lunar beam.
Thy strains soul-harrowing melting pity hears,
Yet fears to break thy privacy of pain,
She blots thy page with sympathetic tears,
And while she mourns thy wrongs enjoys thy strain.
Hast thou indeed no solace? does the earth
Afford no balm thy anguish to relieve?
Still must thou feel the pang of suff'ring worth,
Taught by refinement but to charm and grieve.
Oh! if despair directs thy pensive eyes
To where death terminates terrestial woes,
May faith from thence exalt them to the skies,
Where glory's palm for suffering virtue grows.
There may thy lyre, whose sweetly magic pow'rs
From pain'd attention forc'd applauding tears,
With hallelujahs fill the eternal bowers,
The theme prolonging through eternal years.