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Sonnet IX

ST is yon shepherd, on the turf reclined,

Who on the varied clouds which float

Lies idly gazing--while his vacant

Pours out some tale antique of rural love!

Ah! he has never felt the pangs that

Th' indignant spirit, when with selfish

Friends, on whose faith the trusting heart relied,

Unkindly shun th' imploring eye of woe!

The ills they ought to soothe with taunts deride,

And laugh at tears themselves have forced to flow.

Nor his rude bosom those fine feelings melt,

Children of Sentiment and Knowledge born,

Through whom each shaft with cruel force is felt,

Empoison'd by deceit--or barb'd with scorn.

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Charlotte Smith

Charlotte Turner Smith (4 May 1749 – 28 October 1806) was an English Romantic poet and novelist. She initiated a revival of the English sonnet, …
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