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The Poetical Works of Anna Seward

With Extracts from her Literary Correspondence. Edited by Walter Scott ... In Three Volumes
Seward, Anna (1742-1809)

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INSCRIPTIONS.
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SONNET I.
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SONNET II.
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SONNET III. WRITTEN AT BUXTON IN A RAINY SEASON.
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SONNET IV. TO HONORA SNEYD,
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SONNET V. TO A FRIEND, WHO THINKS SENSIBILITY A MISFORTUNE.
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SONNET VI. WRITTEN AT LICHFIELD,
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SONNET VII.
 VIII. 
SONNET VIII.
 IX. 
SONNET IX.
 X. 
SONNET X. TO HONORA SNEYD.
 XI. 
SONNET XI.
 XII. 
SONNET XII.
 XIII. 
SONNET XIII.
 XIV. 
SONNET XIV.
 XV. 
SONNET XV. WRITTEN ON RISING GROUND NEAR LICHFIELD.
 XVI. 
SONNET XVI. TRANSLATED FROM BOILEAU.
 XVII. 
SONNET XVII.
 XVIII. 
SONNET XVIII. AN EVENING IN NOVEMBER,
 XIX. 
SONNET XIX. TO ---
 XX. 
SONNET XX. ON READING A DESCRIPTION OF POPE'S CARDENS AT TWICKENHAM.
 XXI. 
SONNET XXI.
 XXII. 
SONNET XXII. SUBJECT CONTINUED.
 XXIII. 
SONNET XXIII. TO MISS E.S.
 XXIV. 
SONNET XXIV.
 XXV. 
SONNET XXV. PETRARCH to VAUCLUSE.
 XXVI. 
SONNET XXVI.
 XXVII. 
SONNET XXVII.
 XXVIII. 
SONNET XXVIII.
 XXIX. 
SONNET XXIX. SUBJECT CONTINUED.
 XXX. 
SONNET XXX.
 XXXI. 
SONNET XXXI. TO THE DEPARTING SPIRIT OF AN ALIENATED FRIEND.
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SONNET XXXII. SUBJECT OF THE PRECEDING SONNET CONTINUED.
 XXXIII. 
SONNET XXXIII.
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SONNET XXXIV.
 XXXV. 
SONNET XXXV. SPRING.
 XXXVI. 
SONNET XXXVI. SUMMER.
 XXXVII. 
SONNET XXXVII. AUTUMN.
 XXXVIII. 
SONNET XXXVIII. WINTER.
 XXXIX. 
SONNET XXXIX. WINTER EVENING.
 XL. 
SONNET XL. DECEMBER MORNING.
 XLI. 
SONNET XLI. INVITATION TO A FRIEND.
 XLII. 
SONNET XLII.
 XLIII. 
SONNET XLIII.
 XLIV. 
SONNET XLIV.
 XLV. 
SONNET XLV.
 XLVI. 
SONNET XLVI.
 XLVII. 
SONNET XLVII. ON MR SARGENT'S DRAMATIC POEM, THE MINE.
 XLVIII. 
SONNET XLVIII.
 XLIX. 
SONNET XLIX.
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SONNET L.
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SONNET LI. TO SYLVIA,
 LII. 
SONNET LII.
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SONNET LIII. WRITTEN IN THE SPRING 1785 ON THE DEATH OF THE POET LAUREAT.
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SONNET LIV. A PERSIAN KING TO HIS SON.
 LV. 
SONNET LV. ON THE QUICK TRANSITION FROM WINTER TO SUMMER, IN THE YEAR 1785.
 LVI. 
SONNET LVI. TO A TIMID YOUNG LADY,
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SONNET LVII. WRITTEN THE NIGHT PRECEDING THE FUNERAL OF MRS CHARLES BUCKERIDGE.
 LVIII. 
SONNET LVIII.
 LIX. 
SONNET LIX. TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE LADY MARIANNE CARNEGIE,
 LX. 
SONNET LX.
 LXI. 
SONNET LXI. TO MR HENRY CARY,
 LXII. 
SONNET LXII.
 LXIII. 
SONNET LXIII. TO COLEBROOKE DALE.
 LXIV. 
SONNET LXIV. TO MR HENRY CARY,
 LXV. 
SONNET LXV. TO THE SAME.
 LXVI. 
SONNET LXVI.
 LXVII. 
SONNET LXVII.
 LXVIII. 
SONNET LXVIII.
 LXIX. 
SONNET LXIX. TO A YOUNG LADY,
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SONNET LXX.
 LXXI. 
SONNET LXXI.
 LXXII. 
SONNET LXXII.
 LXXIII. 
SONNET LXXIII.
 LXXIV. 
SONNET LXXIV.
 LXXV. 
SONNET LXXV.
 LXXVI. 
SONNET LXXVI. THE CRITICS OF DR JOHNSON'S SCHOOL.
 LXXVII. 
SONNET LXXVII.
 LXXVIII. 
SONNET LXXVIII.
 LXXIX. 
SONNET LXXIX.
 LXXX. 
SONNET LXXX.
 LXXXI. 
SONNET LXXXI.
 LXXXII. 
SONNET LXXXII.
 LXXXIII. 
SONNET LXXXIII. ON CATANIA AND SYRACUSE
 LXXXIV. 
SONNET LXXXIV.
 LXXXV. 
SONNET LXXXV. TO MARCH.
 LXXXVI. 
SONNET LXXXVI. TO THE LAKE OF KILLARNEY.
 LXXXVII. 
SONNET LXXXVII. TO A YOUNG LADY,
 LXXXVIII. 
SONNET LXXXVIII. THE PROSPECT A FLOODED VALE.
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SONNET LXXXIX. SUBJECT CONTINUED.
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SONNET XC. SUBJECT CONTINUED.
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SONNET XCI.
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SONNET XCII.
 XCIII. 
SONNET XCIII.
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SONNET XCIV.
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SONNET XCV.
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SONNET XCVI.
 XCVII. 
SONNET XCVII. TO A COFFIN-LID.
 XCVIII. 
SONNET XCVIII.
 XCIX. 
SONNET XCIX. ON THE VIOLENT THUNDER STORMS.
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SONNET C. WRITTEN DECEMBER 1790.
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SONNET XXVII.

See wither'd Winter, bending low his head;
His ragged locks stiff with the hoary dew;
His eyes, like frozen lakes, of livid hue;
His train, a sable cloud, with murky red
Streak'd.—Ah! behold his nitrous breathings shed
Petrific death!—Lean, waleful birds pursue,
On as he sweeps o'er the dun lonely moor,
Amid the battling blast of all the winds,
That, while their sleet the climbing sailor blinds,
Lash the white surges to the sounding shore.
So com'st thou, Winter, finally to doom
The sinking year; and with thy ice-dropt sprays,
Cypress and yew, engarland her pale tomb,
Her vanish'd hopes, and aye-departed days.
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