“For having been educated in a convent, she knew nothing of the customs or manners of the world; and found it difficult to understand that among a people piquing themselves on their liberty, it was the custom to shut a… — Charlotte Turner Smith Copy Share Image
...May its index point to joy, And moments wing'd with new delights. Sweet may resound each silver bell, And never quick returning chime, Seem… — Charlotte Turner Smith Copy Share Image
“Press’d by the Moon, mute arbitress of tides, While the loud equinox its pow’r combines, The sea no more its swelling surge confines, But… — Charlotte Turner Smith Copy Share Image
Silene, who declines The garish noontide's blazing light; But when the evening crescent shines, Gives all her sweetness to the night. — Charlotte Turner Smith Copy Share Image
“For having been educated in a convent, she knew nothing of the customs or manners of the world; and found it difficult to understand… — Charlotte Turner Smith Copy Share Image
