Category: Poetry

A poem on the earthquake at Lisbon

Calm was the Sky, the Sun serenely bright, Shot o’er the Sea long dazzling Streams of Light. Thro’ Orange Groves soft breathing Breezes play’d, And gather’d Sweets like Bees where e’er they stray’d. In fair Relievo stood the lofty Town, 5 Set off by radiant Lights and Shadows...