Little is known about Charlotte Nooth other than that she published Original Poems, and A Play in 1815. As some of her work is in the Dialect of Northern Ireland, it is surmised that she may have been born there.
If Ellen, we indeed must part,
I wish we ne’er had met.
For well I know, this throbbing heart.
Can ne’er our loves forget.
My thoughts will ever rest on thee.
On happy moments fled;
And I the sole example be
Of Love when hope is dead.
Yes Arthur, I smiled in your absence ’tis true.
But then it was only when thinking of you.
Yes, pleas’d with Orlando’s discourse I might seem,
But then it was only when you were his theme.
Then hush your suspicions, dismiss all your fears,
Each moment of absence your image endears.
For the heart once possessed by affection like mine
May in fondness encrease, but can never decline.