John Wall Callcott
(1766 - 1821)

Callcott : Ah! Hills beloved : illustration

Ah! Hills beloved
(A.T.T.B.B.)
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Published in Callcott's first collection of glees, etc. London, c.1790.
Lyrics: Charlotte Turner Smith

SONNET V. To the South Downs.

Ah! hills beloved, where once, an happy child,
Your beechen shades, your turf, your flowers among,
I wove your blue-bells into garlands wild,
And woke your echoes with my artless song.
Ah! hills beloved,your turf, your flowers remain;
But can they peace to this sad breast restore,
For one poor moment soothe the sense of pain,
And teach a breaking heart to throb no more?