The Emigrants: Book I by Charlotte Smith — Sad Poetry Lines
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792. Slow in the Wintry Morn, the struggling light Throws a faint gleam upon the troubled waves; Their foaming tops, as they approach the shore And the broad surf that never ceasing breaks On the innumerous pebbles, catch the beams Of the pale Sun, that with reluctance gives To this cold northern Isle, its shorten'd day. Alas! how few the morning wakes to joy!
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"The Emigrants: Book I" by Charlotte Smith is a sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual english poem consisting of 386 lines. This English poem by Charlotte Smith demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in No...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Charlotte Smith's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.