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Poem by Charlotte Turner Smith


Sonnet 19. To Mr. Haley


On receiving some elegant lines from him.

FOR me the Muse a simple band design'd
Of 'idle' flowers that bloom the woods among,
Which, with the cypress and the willow join'd,
A garland form'd as artless as my song.
And little dared I hope its transient hours
So long would last; composed of buds so brief;
Till Hayley's hand among the vagrant flowers,
Threw from his verdant crown a deathless leaf.
For high in Fame's bright fane has Judgment placed
The laurel wreath Serena's poet won,
Which, woven with myrtles by the hands of Taste,
The Muse decreed for this her favourite son.
And those immortal leaves his temples shade,
Whose fair, eternal verdure--shall not fade! 



Charlotte Turner Smith


Charlotte Turner Smith's other poems:
  1. Sonnet 45. On Leaving A Part Of Sussex
  2. Sonnet 34. Charm'd by Thy Suffrage
  3. Sonnet 52. The Pilgrim
  4. Sonnet 61. ILL-Omen'd Bird! Whose Cries Portentous Float
  5. Sonnet 42. Composed During a Walk


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