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Poem by Charlotte Turner Smith


Sonnet 32. To Melancholy. Written on the Banks of the Arun, October, 1785


WHEN latest Autumn spreads her evening veil
And the gray mists from these dim waves arise,
I love to listen to the hollow sighs,
Thro' the half leafless wood that breathes the gale.
For at such hours the shadowy phantom, pale,
Oft seems to fleet before the poet's eyes;
Strange sounds are heard, and mournful melodies,
As of night wand'rers, who their woes bewail!
Here, by his native stream, at such an hour,
Pity's own Otway, I methinks could meet,
And hear his deep sighs swell the sadden'd wind!
Oh Melancholy!—such thy magic power,
That to the soul these dreams are often sweet,
And soothe the pensive visionary mind!



Charlotte Turner Smith

Poem Themes: Rivers, Rivers of England

Charlotte Turner Smith's other poems:
  1. Sonnet 83. The Sea View
  2. Sonnet 6. To Hope
  3. Sonnet 51. Supposed to have been written in the Hebrides
  4. Sonnet 16. From Petrarch (YE vales and woods! fair scenes of happier hours!)
  5. Sonnet 13. From Petrarch (OH! place me where the burning moon)


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