Poem by Charlotte Dacre

Thaw

'TIS she, the nymph with dripping hair,
    Who, when Aquarius rules the sky,
With dewy robes and bosom bare,
    On southern gales delights to hie.

Then with her genial breath create
    New life within the teeming land;
And rescue nature, bound so late
    By winter's adamantine hand.

Thus well her presence gay we deem;
    Before the nymph enchantment flies;
And waken'd beauties conscious seem
    From numbing lethargy to rise.

Awhile she stays; when, tripping on,
    Fair spring the sov'reign sway obtains;
And then she hastes those climes among,
    Where later winter lingering reigns.

1. Julia's Murder; or, The Song of Woe
2. Ruin'd Innocence
3. The Sovereignty of Love
4. Addressed to the Author in the Morning Herald
5. The Musing Maniac

Edward Thomas Thaw ("Over the land freckled with snow half-thawed")

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