Sonnets by Susan Evance, Volume One
- Why should I fear the spirits of the dead?
- As o’er the gloomy heath the Pilgrim strays
- As ’mid these mouldering walls I pensive stray
- Pale ruthless Demon! terrible Despair!
- O leave me not, Content! I cannot bear
- Sweet Evening, hail! thy melancholy hour
- I know thy charms, sweet Love! enchanting boy
- With weeping tenderness once more I gaze
- O ye who ride upon the wand’ring gale
- Mild pensive Autumn! how I love to stray
- Repentance, bathe me in thy sea of tears!
- Spring’s sweet attendant! modest simple flower
- O Happiness! thou fair enchanting form
Sonnets by Susan Evance, Volume Two
- When wintry tempests agitate the deep
- Blakenham! although thy bounded scenes
- O take me from the hated haunts of man
- Ah no--enthusiasm’s hour is fled
- Why do I muse on moments that are past
- Now wild the blasts of Autumn sweep along
- Where are the tearful smile of youthful Spring
- Did I not see thee ope thy lovely eye
- Ye rocks sublime, whose tops depending o’er
- Yon oak has brav’d full many a wintry storm
- Romantic shades, by nature wildly drest!
- Contentment! I have left the lowly spot
- O that religion in that breast did dwell!
