Lucretia Maria Davidson (27 Sep 1808 – 27 Aug 1825 | Plattsburgh NY – Plattsburgh NY) short-lived poet, works published posthumously.

When the pale moon is shining bright, nought disturbs the gloom of night. Enchanted

when thy voice I hear, I drop each earthly care. Roll back the tide of time, & raise the

faded forms of other days. There’s a smile on nature’s face, when evening spreads her

shades around. Oh that the eagle’s wing were mine, I’d soar above dreary earth. There is

something which I dread; it steals along with withering tread. Why, gentle Muse, wilt

thou disdain to lend thy strains to me? Since Amir Khan first blessed the hour, beneath

calm Cashmere’s lovely vale & shone like a Star on Mahmoud’s wave. Her wild death

song wafted on the gale. Bliss denied! Her world now hollow-hearted, false, unkind–

like yon mountain snow crest, cold to the touch, but dazzling bright! Let all friendships

drop their robes of light & abandon desolation’s flight. Breaths will echo–echo back!

Poetical Remains of the Late Lucretia Maria Davidson. Philadelphia: Lee and Blanchard, 1841. https://archive.org/details/poeticalremainsoflate00daviiala/page/232/mode/1up