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<strong>The</strong> Salamanca Corpus: <strong>The</strong> <strong>Poetical</strong> <strong>Works</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Miss</strong> <strong>Susanna</strong> <strong>Blamire</strong> (<strong>1842</strong>)<br />

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POETICAL WORKS<br />

STOKLEWATH;*<br />

OR,<br />

THE CUMBRIAN VILLAGE.<br />

FROM where dark clouds <strong>of</strong> curling smoke arise,<br />

And the tall column mounts into the skies;<br />

Where the grim arches <strong>of</strong> the forge appear,<br />

Whose fluted pillars prop the thickening air;<br />

Where domes <strong>of</strong> peers and humble ro<strong>of</strong>s are found<br />

Alike to spread their mingled vapours round;<br />

From denser air and busy towns I run,<br />

To catch a glimpse <strong>of</strong> the unclouded sun;<br />

Foe to the toils which wealth and pomp create,<br />

And all the hard-wrought tinsel <strong>of</strong> the great.<br />

Aurora now had left her crimson bed,<br />

And the sky glowed with pure reflected red;<br />

<strong>The</strong> moving stars withdrew their timorous light,<br />

As her gilt chariot burst upon the sight;<br />

<strong>The</strong> glittering pearls that gentle Eve had born,<br />

Were all adorning the sweet brow <strong>of</strong> Morn ;<br />

* <strong>The</strong> provincial pronunciation <strong>of</strong> Stokdalewath.<br />

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And every shrub, and every opening flower,<br />

Unlock’d some jewel for the rising hour.<br />

Meanwhile unseen the fragrant zephyr flew,<br />

And gather’d essence from the balmy dew;<br />

I wander’d on, till Fancy bade me stay,<br />

And spend with Health and her one holiday.<br />

Where the clear stream its useful tenor holds,<br />

And the shorn flocks come whiten’d from the folds;<br />

Where on each side the cottages are seen,<br />

Which orchards shelter, and which poplars screen;<br />

<strong>The</strong>re many an apple, in autumnal pride,<br />

Glows with red cheek, and blushes side by side;

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