Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ELEGIAC SONNET: 4. TO THE MOON, by CHARLOTTE SMITH



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ELEGIAC SONNET: 4. TO THE MOON, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Queen of the silver bow! By thy pale beam
Last Line: Poor wearied pilgrim -- in this toiling scene!
Alternate Author Name(s): Smith, Charlotte Turner
Variant Title(s): To The Moon
Subject(s): Moon


Queen of the silver bow! -- by thy pale beam,
Alone and pensive, I delight to stray,
And watch thy shadow trembling in the stream,
Or mark the floating clouds that cross thy way.
And while I gaze, thy mild and placid light
Sheds a soft calm upon my troubled breast;
And oft I think -- fair planet of the night,
That in thy orb, the wretched may have rest:
The sufferers of the earth perhaps may go,
Released by death -- to thy benignant sphere;
And the sad children of Despair and Woe
Forget, in thee, their cup of sorrow here.
Oh! that I soon may reach thy world serene,
Poor wearied pilgrim -- in this toiling scene!





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