<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355482" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet XLVIII. To Mrs.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">NO more my wearied soul attempts to stray<br>From sad reality and vain regret,<br>Nor courts enchanting fiction to allay<br>Sorrows that sense refuses to forget:<br>For of calamity so long the prey,<br>Imagination now has lost her powers,<br>Nor will her fairy loom again essay<br>To dress affliction in a robe of flowers.<br>But if no more the bowers of Fancy bloom,<br>Let one superior scene attract my view,<br>Where heaven's pure rays the sacred spot illume,<br>Let thy loved hand with palm and amaranth strew<br>The mournful path approaching to the tomb,<br>While Faith's consoling voice endears the friendly gloom.</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=355482" data-title="Sonnet XLVIII. To Mrs. de Charlotte Smith" data-description="NO more my wearied soul attempts to stray From sad reality and vain regret, Nor courts enchanting fiction to allay Sorrows that sense refuses to forget: For of calamity so long the prey, Imagination now has lost her powers, Nor will her fairy loom..."></div> </div> </div>

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