Date: 1784
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 / Who never learn'd her dear delusive art; / Which, while i...
preview | full record— Smith, Charlotte (1749-1806)
Date: 1806
"But when thy true poetic lays, / Pierce to the Heart's remotest cell; / We feel the conscious innate praise"
preview | full record— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)