ANN YEARSLEY, Born died 1806, A milkwoman of Bristol, was lifted from obscurity by Mrs. Hannah More, who published her poems, and prefaced them by a letter to Mrs. Montagu, in which their merit is somewhat overrated. It is said that Mrs. Yearsley treated her amiable patroness with ingratitude. From Clifton Hill. YE silent, solemn, strong, stupendous heights,* To which pale Beauty's faded image flies; *St. Vincent's rocks, between which flows the river Avon. + The Hot Wells. Their kindly powers life's genial heat restore, The tardy pulse, whose throbs were almost o'er, By which we win no joy from earth or heaven. How thickly cloth'd, yon rock of scanty soil,* Leigh Wood. The barren elm, the useful feeding oak, Have crown'd her woodland joys, and fruitful cares. grave. Hail, useful Channel! Commerce spreads her wings, From either pole her various treasure brings; Wafted by thee, the mariner, long stray'd, Clasps the fond parent, and the sighing maid; Joy tunes the cry; the rocks rebound the roar; The deep vibration quivers 'long the shore; The merchant hears, and hails the peeping mast, From a Poem "On Mrs. MONTAGU." OFT as I trod my native wilds alone, Strong gusts of thought would rise, but rise to die; Awhile for vent, but found it not, and died. Thus rust the mind's best powers. Yon starry orbs, Majestic ocean, flowery vales, gay groves, Eye-wasting lawns, and heaven-attempting hills, To all the transport the rapt sense can bear; CHARLOTTE SMITH, Born 1749, died 1806, The daughter of Nicholas Turner, Esq., who possessed estates in Surrey and Sussex, was married, when very young, to Mr. Smith, the son of a West India merchant. The affairs of her husband having proved unprosperous, Mrs. Smith experienced much harsh treatment from his creditors, shared his imprison. ment, and, after a series of misfortunes, died at Thetford. Her poems, novels, and other works, which were favourably received by the public, gained her a subsistence. Charlotte Smith, considered as a poetess, has been excelled by few of her countrywomen. Her Sonnets, once very popular, are not framed on the Italian model, and exhibit little of concentrated thought; 66 but they are most musical, most melancholy," and abound with touches of tenderness, grace, and beauty. Her descriptions of rural scenery, particularly those in her posthumous volume,* are fresh and vivid: and her love of botany, from the study of which she derived the greatest pleasure, has led her, in several of her pieces, to paint a variety of flowers with a minuteness and a delicacy rarely equalled. Beachy Head, and other Poems. |