Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO MRS. CHARLOTTE SMITH, by MARTHA HANSON


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TO MRS. CHARLOTTE SMITH, by                    
First Line: Sweet poetess! As pensive oft I stray
Last Line: Thy proudest trophy, is the feeling heart.
Subject(s): Smith, Charlotte (1749-1806)


Sweet Poetess! as pensive oft I stray,
Amid the wilds thy steps were wont to trace,
Thy charmful strains impart a touching grace,
To each rude scene, where thou hast waked thy lay.
Some sweet enchantment soothes my soul to rest,
As memory oft, thy tuneful verse recalls,
While evening's pearly tear unheeded falls
On every vermeil floret's fragrant breast.
Sweet Poetess! around thy honored brow,
A wreath of simple flowers, I fain would twine;
But when its blooms are intermixed with thine,
(Where Poesy's most cultured blossoms glow)
To thee, its wild buds could no praise impart,
Thy proudest trophy, is the feeling heart.





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