Charlotte Smith

(4 May 1749 – 28 October 1806 / London)

Charlotte Smith Poems

1. To the Fire-Fly of Jamaica, Seen in a Collection 8/12/2015
2. from The Emigrants: A Poem 2/5/2016
3. Sonnet Lxv. To Dr. Parry Of Bath 4/15/2010
4. Sonnet Lxiv 4/15/2010
5. Sonnet Lxix 4/15/2010
6. Sonnet Lvi. 4/15/2010
7. Sonnet Lvii. To Dependence 4/15/2010
8. Sonnet Lxi 4/15/2010
9. Sonnet Li. 4/15/2010
10. Sonnet Lix. 4/15/2010
11. Sonnet Lxxi. 4/15/2010
12. Sonnet Lxxv. 4/15/2010
13. Sonnet Xxviii. To Friendship 4/15/2010
14. Sonnet Xxxiii. To The Naiad Of The Arun 4/15/2010
15. Sonnet Xlvi. 4/15/2010
16. Sonnet Lxxvi. To A Young Man Entering The World 4/15/2010
17. Sonnet Lv. 4/15/2010
18. Sonnet L. 4/15/2010
19. Sonnet Lxii 4/15/2010
20. Sonnet Lxxx. To The Invisible Moon 4/15/2010
21. Sonnet Xviii. To The Earl Of Egremont 4/15/2010
22. Sonnet Xxiv. By The Same. 4/15/2010
23. Sonnet Xxxvi. 4/15/2010
24. The Peasant Of The Alps 4/15/2010
25. Sonnet Lii. 4/15/2010
26. Verses I 4/15/2010
27. Sonnet Xx. To The Countess Od A---- 4/15/2010
28. Sonnet Xlviii. To Mrs. **** 4/15/2010
29. Sonnet Xlv. On Leaving A Part Of Sussex 4/15/2010
30. Sonnet Xxv. By The Same. 4/15/2010
31. The Bee's Winter Retreat 4/15/2010
32. Verses Ii 4/15/2010
33. Sonnet Xxxviii. 4/15/2010
34. Verses Iii 4/15/2010
35. Sonnet Lxviii. 4/15/2010
36. Sonnet X. To Mrs. G 4/15/2010
37. Sonnet Liv. 4/15/2010
38. Sonnet Liii. 4/15/2010
39. Sonnet Vi. To Hope 4/15/2010
40. Sonnet Xlix. From The Novel Of Celestina 4/15/2010

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  • Peter Bolton (2/25/2014 2:09:00 PM)

    Maybe one was also always writing verse as a child and sneakily submitting some of it to magazines but not many of us were forcibly married at 15. I also love her novels.

Best Poem of Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Lxvi: The Night-Flood Rakes

The night-flood rakes upon the stony shore;
Along the rugged cliffs and chalky caves
Mourns the hoarse Ocean, seeming to deplore
All that are buried in his restless waves—
Mined by corrosive tides, the hollow rock
Falls prone, and rushing from its turfy height,
Shakes the broad beach with long-resounding shock,
Loud thundering on the ear of sullen Night;
Above the desolate and stormy deep,
Gleams the wan Moon, by floating mist opprest;
Yet here while youth, and health, and labour sleep,
Alone I wander—Calm untroubled rest,
"Nature's soft nurse," deserts the...

Read the full of Sonnet Lxvi: The Night-Flood Rakes

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THE partial Muse, has from my earliest hours,
Smil'd on the rugged path I'm doom'd to tread,
And still with sportive hand has snatch'd wild flowers,
To weave fantastic garlands for my head:
But far, far happier is the lot of those

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