Written on the Banks of the Arun by Charlotte Smith

To join this community on Patreon, click here:⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast⁠⁠When latest autumn spreads her evening veil, And the gray mists from these dim waves arise, I love to listen to the hollow sighs Through the half leafless wood that breathes the gale. For at such hours the shadowy phantom pale,        Oft seems to fleet before the poet's eyes; Strange sounds are heard, and mournful melodies As of night-wanderers who their woes bewail. Here by his native stream, at such an hour, Pity's own Otway I methinks could meet        And hear his deep sighs swell the saddened wind! O Melancholy, such thy magic power That to the soul these dreams are often sweet And soothe the pensive visionary mind.Brought to you by: Imposter ProductionsPerformance by: Jessica MunnaResearch/Assistant Producer: Sharon Sybill GattIntro music by ELPHNT: ⁠⁠⁠https://elphnt.io/youtube-audio⁠⁠⁠ (search for ELPHNT & download for free from the Youtube Audio Library) ⁠⁠https://elphnt.io/⁠⁠Episode music by The Lights: ⁠⁠https://thelights.bandcamp.com/⁠⁠