Sonnet, written near an old Mansion at Midnight.

Poetical Register and Repository for Fugitive Poetry for 1810-11 (1814) 433.

Richard Alfred Davenport

A Spenserian sonnet in full gothic dress signed "R. A. D., 1796." Richard Alfred Davenport, afterwards editor of the Poetical Register, would have been sixteen or seventeen years of age in 1796. He would later write a life of Spenser for a collection of English poets.

Peter L. Courtier: "Formed by the study of our early poetical classics, the diction of this writer is peculiarly calculated for the expression of amatory feelings. He certainly displays, on all occasions, a sweetness and simplicity of style seldom discoverable in the compositions of the modern muse" Lyre of Love (1806) 2:103.

Ye spiry turrets! ye embattled walls!
On which destroying Time full-long hath frown'd,
While on your dusky crest the moon-beam falls,
Pensive I stray your mournful splendours round;
And, oft awaken'd from musing, list the sound
Of the far distant bell, or the shrill tone
That breaks from yon dark grove, with vapours crown'd,
Where, while the breezes mid the foliage moan,
Deep bosom'd sits, and shrieks, the owlet lone.
Dear to my bosom, pierc'd by many a wound,
Thou mouldering pile, is thy congenial gloom!
For here may I indulge in thought profound,
Mourn Joys that perish'd ere their perfect bloom,
And sigh for that repose which dwells but in the tomb.

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