SONNET [51] LI. Supposed to have been written in the Hebrides. From the Novel of Celestina. Charlotte Smith (née Turner) Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. N22357 Smith, Charlotte Turner, 1749-1806. Elegiac sonnets, and other poems. By Charlotte Smith. The first Worcester edition, from the sixth London edition, with additions. Printed at Worcester [Mass.] by Isaiah Thomas, sold by him in Worcester, and by said Thomas and Andrews in Boston 1795 p. 71. xix,[2],22-126,[2]p.,[5] leaves of plates: ill.; 15 cm. (12mo)

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SONNET [ 51 ] LI . Supposed to have been written in the Hebrides . From the Novel of Celestina . ON this lone island , whose unfruitful breast Feeds but the summer shepherd's little flock , With scanty herbage from the half cloth'd rock Where osprays ,

Ospray .

The sea eagle .

cormorants and seamews rest ; E'en in a scene so desolate and rude I could with thee for months and years be blest ; And , of thy tenderness and love possest , Find all my world in this wild solitude ! When Summer suns these northern seas illume , With thee admire the light's reflected charms , And when drear Winter spreads his cheerless gloom , Still find Elysium in thy shelt'ring arms : For thou to me canst sov'reign bliss impart , Thy mind my empire — and my throne thy heart .