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To Hope

    Oh, Hope! thou soother sweet of human woes!
    How shall I lure thee to my haunts forlorn!
For me wilt thou renew the wither’d rose,
    And clear my painful path of pointed thorn?
Ah come, sweet nymph! in smiles and softness drest,
    Like the young hours that lead the tender year,
Enchantress! come, and charm my cares to rest:—
    Alas! the flatterer flies, and will not hear!
A prey to fear, anxiety, and pain,
    Must I a sad existence still deplore?
Lo!—the flowers fade, but all the thorns remain,
    “For me the vernal garland blooms no more.”
Come then, “pale Misery’s love!” be thou my cure,
And I will bless thee, who, tho’ slow, art sure.

Credit


This poem is in the public domain.

About this Poem


“To Hope” was published in Smith’s book Elegiac Sonnets (J. Dodley, H. Gardner, and J. Bew, 1786).

Author


Charlotte Smith

Charlotte Smith was born in 1749 in London, England.

Date Published: 2016-01-16

Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/hope