Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ELEGIAC SONNET: 68. WRITTEN AT EXMOUTH, MIDSUMMER, 1795, by CHARLOTTE SMITH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Fall, dews of heaven, upon my burning breast Last Line: To hearts o'erwhelm'd with grief, to eyes suffused with tears. Alternate Author Name(s): Smith, Charlotte Turner Subject(s): Grief; Sorrow; Sadness | ||||||||
Fall, dews of Heaven, upon my burning breast, Bathe with cool drops these ever-streaming eyes; Ye gentle Winds, that fan the balmy West, With the soft rippling tide of morning rise, And calm my bursting heart, as here I keep The vigil of the wretched! -- Now away Fade the pale stars, as wavering o'er the deep Soft rosy tints announce another day, The day of Middle Summer! -- Ah! in vain To those who mourn like me, does radiant June Lead on her fragrant hours; for hopeless pain Darkens with sullen clouds the Sun of Noon, And veil'd in shadows Nature's face appears To hearts o'erwhelm'd with grief, to eyes suffused with tears. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS ELEGIAC SONNET: 2. WRITTEN AT THE CLOSE OF SPRING by CHARLOTTE SMITH ELEGIAC SONNET: 4. TO THE MOON by CHARLOTTE SMITH ELEGIAC SONNET: 44. WRITTEN IN THE CHURCH YARD AT MIDDLETON IN SUSSEX by CHARLOTTE SMITH |
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