<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355451" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet LXVIII.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Written at Exmouth, Midsummer, 1795. <br>FALL, dews of Heaven, upon my burning breast,<br>Bathe with cool drops these ever-streaming eyes,<br>Ye gentle Winds, that fan the balmy West,<br>With the soft rippling tide of morning rise,<br>And calm my bursting heart, as here I keep<br>The vigil of the wretched!--Now away<br>Fade the pale stars, as wavering o'er the deep<br>Soft rosy tints announce another day,<br>The day of Middle Summer!--Ah! in vain<br>To those who mourn like me, does radiant June<br>Lead on her fragrant hours; for hopeless pain<br>Darkens with sullen clouds the Sun of Noon,<br>And veil'd in shadows Nature's face appears<br>To hearts o'erwhelm'd with grief, to eyes suffused with tears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charlotte+Smith">Charlotte Smith</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355451" data-title="Sonnet LXVIII. de Charlotte Smith" data-description="Written at Exmouth, Midsummer, 1795. FALL, dews of Heaven, upon my burning breast, Bathe with cool drops these ever-streaming eyes, Ye gentle Winds, that fan the balmy West, With the soft rippling tide of morning rise, And calm my bursting heart,..."></div> </div> </div>

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