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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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I.

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PORTRAIT OF MISS LEVETT.

LOVE ELEGIES AND EPISTLES.

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THE COUNTRY MAID,

SONG OF THE FAIRIES TO THE SEA-NYMPHS.

ADDRESS TO HOPE.

PASTORAL BALLAD.

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ODE TO EUPHROSYNE,

COMPLAINT OF AN ARABIAN LOVER.

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II.

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VERSES WRITTEN IN DR DARWIN'S BOTANIC GARDEN

ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF MR JOSEPH SYKES, OF WEST-ELLA,

INVOCATION OF THE COMIC MUSE.

AMUSEMENTS OF WINTER.

ELEGY ON CAPTAIN COOK.

VERSES TO A YOUNG GENTLEMAN.

ODE TO THE SUN.

VERSES TO CAPTAIN ELIOTT,

VERSES Inviting Mrs C—--- to Tea on a public Fast-day,

ON THE FUTURE EXISTENCE OF BRUTES.

TO MISS SEWARD.

MONODY ON MAJOR ANDRE.

ODE TO POETIC FANCY.

EPISTLE TO CORNELIA.

EPISTLE TO Mr ROMNEY,

WRITTEN IN THE BLANK PAGE OF THE SORROWS OF WERTER.

WRITTEN IN THE TITLE PAGE OF A VOLUME CONTAINING Mr JEPHSON's TRAGEDIES.

WRITTEN IN A DIMINUTIVE EDITION OF GRAY'S POEMS.

WITH A LOCK OF THE AUTHOR's HAIR,

VERSES TO THE CELEBRATED PAINTER, MR WRIGHT, OF DERBY,

EPISTLE TO WILLIAM HAYLEY,Esq.

TO THE MEMORY OF LADY MILLAR.

EPISTLE TO THE REV. DR WILLIAM BAGSHOT STEVENS, OF REPTON, DERBYSHIRE,

TO WILLIAM HAYLEY, Esq.

ADDRESS TO THE SUN.

ADDRESS TO WOMAN.

VERSES TO THE Rev. WILLIAM MASON,

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ON HANNAH ROBINSON, OF LICHFIELD,

ON ELIZA JONES,

ON MISS ANNE LAWLEY,

ON DAVID GARRICK, Esq.

ON ELIZA WHATELEY,

ON THE HON. HENRIETTA BAGOT,

ON MISS WINGFIELD, of SHREWSBURY,

INSCRIBED ON THE MONUMENT OF THE Rev. WILLIAM BAGSHOT STEVENS,

FOR A MARBLE TABLET IN LICHFIELD CATHEDRATA

ON GENERAL SIMCOE.

EPISTLE TO F. C. R. MUNDY, Esq.

THE RED-BREAST and SPARROW.

EPISTLE TO COLONEL ST. GEORGE.

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LOUISA TO EMMA,

I.

II.

SECOND EPISTLE. EUGENIO TO

III.

THIRD EPISTLE. LOUISA TO EMMA,

IV.

FOURTH EPISTLE. LOUISA TO EMMA.

SONG OF ROXANA.

THE SONG OF ZILLIA.

DAPHNE's COYNESS ACCOUNTED FOR.

VERSES TO Mr. HAYLEY,

WRITTEN IN AUTUMN, 1784,

COLEBROOK DALE.

INDEPENDENT INDUSTRY TRUE VIRTUE.

TO THE Rev. JOHN GRANVILLE.

EPISTLE TO NATHANIEL LISTER, Esq. OF LICHFIELD,

EPISTLE TO GEORGE ROMNEY, Esq.

ALPINE SCENERY.

ODE ON GENERAL ELIOTT's RETURN FROM GIBRALTAR, IN 1787.

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III.

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REMONSTRANCE ADDRESSED TO WILLIAM COWPER, ESQ. IN 1788,

CRUGAL's GHOST,

THE GHOST OF CUCHULLIN.

EPISTLE TO Mr Newton, the Derbyshire Minstrel,

TO Mr JOHN SALT, of LICHFIELD,

ON THE SUDDEN DEATH OF THE CELEBRATED Mr NORRIS, of OXFORD, BATCHELOR OF MUSIC.

ON MAJOR ANDRE.

HAROLD's COMPLAINT.

WRITTEN AFTER HAVING VISITED MISS MORE, AND HER SISTERS

TRANSLATION OF GRAY'S APOSTROPHE, TO THE MEMORY OF HIS YOUNG FRIEND, WEST,

PARAPHRASE of GRAY's ALCAICK ODE,

TO Sir NIGEL GRESLEY.

TO ---SHERIVE, Esq.

SONNET, to the Rev. RICHARD POLWHELE,

THE FIRST PSALM

137th PSALM PARAPHRASED.

TO CHARLES SIMPSON, Esq. BARRISTER;

TO MAJOR ROOKE of MANSFIELD,

TO CH. CLARKE, Esq.

A WARNING EXHORTATION.

TO HUMPHRY REPTON, Esq.

LLANGOLLEN VALE,

VERSES ON WREXHAM,

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TO MRS WINGFIELD OF SHREWSBURY.

TO MISS WINGFIELD OF SHREWSBURY.

TO MISS CATHERINE WINGFIELD.

TO MISS REMMINGTON, OF LICHFIELD.

TO MISS FERN OF LICHFIELD.

TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE LADY ELEANOR BUTLER,

TO MISS PONSONBY.

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TO THE YOUNG MARRIED LADY WHO HUMANELY PURCHASES THIS TRIFLE.

TO THE YOUNG UNMARRIED LADY, WHO PURCHASES ME.

TO THE LADY, WHETHER SINGLE OR MARRIED, WHO SHALL CHARITABLY PURCHASE THIS TRIFLE.

TO THE LADY WHO MAY PURCHASE THIS ENVELOPE, AND WHO MAY NOT BE A CELEBRATED BEAUTY.

TO THE DOWAGER LADY BLAKISTON,

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TO MRS SIDDONS.

ODE ON ENGLAND'S NAVAL TRIUMPHS IN THE PRESENT WAR.

TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE THE MARCHIONESS OF DONEGALL,

TO MISS GODFREY,

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I.

II.

III.

SONNET III. WRITTEN AT BUXTON IN A RAINY SEASON.

IV.

SONNET IV. TO HONORA SNEYD,

V.

SONNET V. TO A FRIEND, WHO THINKS SENSIBILITY A MISFORTUNE.

VI.

SONNET VI. WRITTEN AT LICHFIELD,

VII.

VIII.

IX.

X.

SONNET X. TO HONORA SNEYD.

XI.

XII.

XIII.

XIV.

XV.

SONNET XV. WRITTEN ON RISING GROUND NEAR LICHFIELD.

XVI.

SONNET XVI. TRANSLATED FROM BOILEAU.

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.

XXII.

SONNET XXII. SUBJECT CONTINUED.

XXIII.

SONNET XXIII. TO MISS E.S.

XXIV.

XXV.

SONNET XXV. PETRARCH to VAUCLUSE.

XXVI.

XXVII.

XXVIII.

XXIX.

SONNET XXIX. SUBJECT CONTINUED.

XXX.

XXXI.

SONNET XXXI. TO THE DEPARTING SPIRIT OF AN ALIENATED FRIEND.

XXXII.

SONNET XXXII. SUBJECT OF THE PRECEDING SONNET CONTINUED.

XXXIII.

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.

XLIII.

XLIV.

XLV.

XLVI.

XLVII.

SONNET XLVII. ON MR SARGENT'S DRAMATIC POEM, THE MINE.

XLVIII.

XLIX.

L.

LI.

SONNET LI. TO SYLVIA,

LII.

LIII.

SONNET LIII. WRITTEN IN THE SPRING 1785 ON THE DEATH OF THE POET LAUREAT.

LIV.

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,

LVII.

SONNET LVII. WRITTEN THE NIGHT PRECEDING THE FUNERAL OF MRS CHARLES BUCKERIDGE.

LVIII.

LIX.

SONNET LIX. TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE LADY MARIANNE CARNEGIE,

LX.

LXI.

SONNET LXI. TO MR HENRY CARY,

LXII.

LXIII.

SONNET LXIII. TO COLEBROOKE DALE.

LXIV.

SONNET LXIV. TO MR HENRY CARY,

LXV.

SONNET LXV. TO THE SAME.

LXVI.

LXVII.

LXVIII.

LXIX.

SONNET LXIX. TO A YOUNG LADY,

LXX.

LXXI.

LXXII.

LXXIII.

LXXIV.

LXXV.

LXXVI.

SONNET LXXVI. THE CRITICS OF DR JOHNSON'S SCHOOL.

LXXVII.

LXXVIII.

SONNET LXXVIII.

LXXIX.

LXXX.

LXXXI.

LXXXII.

LXXXIII.

SONNET LXXXIII. ON CATANIA AND SYRACUSE

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.

LXXXIX.

SONNET LXXXIX. SUBJECT CONTINUED.

XC.

SONNET XC. SUBJECT CONTINUED.

XCI.

XCII.

XCIII.

XCIV.

XCV.

XCVI.

XCVII.

SONNET XCVII. TO A COFFIN-LID.

XCVIII.

XCIX.

SONNET XCIX. ON THE VIOLENT THUNDER STORMS.

C.

SONNET C. WRITTEN DECEMBER 1790.

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TO MUNATIUS PLANCUS.

TO THALIARCHUS.

TO HIS ATTENDANT.

TO THE HONOURABLE THOMAS ERSKINE.

TO TITUS VALGIUS.

TO LICINIUS MURENA.

TO THE FOUNTAIN OF BLANDUSIA.

TO WILLIAM HAYLEY, Esq,

ON THE PLEASURES OF RURAL LIFE.

TO THE ROMAN PEOPLE,

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GREVILLE AND JULIA

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SPEECH OF THE NYMPH OF THAT BROOK,

THE TERRESTRIAL YEAR,

INSCRIBED ON THE BACK OF A LANDSCAPE,

INSCRIBED ON THE BACK OF THE COMPANION LANDSCAPE.

INSCRIBED ON THE BACK OF A LANDSCAPE,

ADDRESS TO THE RIVER IN A LANDSCAPE,

TO MISS HONORA SMITH of LICHFIELD.

ADMONITION TO ROSILDA.

A MARINE VIEW MORALIZED

TO ROBERT HARPER, Esq.

BALLAD IN THE ANCIENT SCOTCH DIALECT,

ADDRESSED TO THE REV. THOMAS SEDGEWICK WHALLEY,

THE GRAVE OF YOUTH.

TO MISS CATHERINE MALLET.

ELEGY, WRITTEN AS FROM A FRENCH LADY,

TO MISS MANSEL,

ADDRESS TO THE YOUNG ROSCIUS.

A FAVOURITE CAT'S DYING SOLILOQUY,

TO LITTLE CATHERINE HARPER, AGED THREE YEARS,

INSCRIBED ON THE BLANK LEAVES OF THE POEM MADOC.

TO F. N. C. MUNDY,Esq.

TO REMEMBRANCE.

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ADDRESSED TO THE REV. THOMAS SEDGEWICK WHALLEY,

ON LEAVING HIS SEAT, MENDIP LODGE, IN SOMERSETSHIRE,

OCT. 10TH, 1804.

Farewell, my friend! who 'mid thy Alpine bowers,
Hast sooth'd and cheer'd my soul, depress'd by woe!
Thine many a potent spell to wing the hours,
And in life's winter bid the spirit glow.

Yes, e'en tho' sorrow aid the frost of time,
To blight the forms of fancy as they rise,
Till all of Great, of Lovely, of Sublime,
Is view'd with tearful tho' admiring eyes.

High on thy mountain-eminence I stand,
Or range the lawny walk, that zones its brow,
See vales, and woods, and lesser hills expand,
As in a map, the verdant steeps below.

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Pledges of life, see villas throng'd acquire
Sweet power to socialize the blooming plains;
Pledges of Life Eternal, many a spire
Turn to the orient sun their golden vanes.

While yonder, stretching far its amber line,
Dividing England from the Cambrian strand,
Wide in the blush of morning glows the brine,
That bears our commerce to each distant land.

These, seen from the full shades that crown thy hill,
Or from thy gay Veranda's light arcade,
With poignant transport must the bosom fill,
If peace and joy its secret sense pervade.

On me the various landscape shines in vain,
Since the grave's iron slumber seals those eyes
Now, that must never view thy bright domain,
Or meet thy rays of genius as they rise;

Each generous kindness, worth without alloy,
Meet them, and blend with them congenial fires,

364

O! in that thought, my sensible of joy
Sinks in my breast, and ere it warms, expires.

Nor yet the Tuscan splendours of thy walls,
Where all of elegance and art unite
To charm the eye, that vanish'd sense recalls;—
No, not one spark of its extinguish'd light!

But when I see thee, Friend, thus high upraised
Above pale Envy's reach, on Fortune's shrine,
And when my eyes have on those blessings gazed
Which for thy heart the wreaths of comfort twine;

When all her soften'd emanations live
In the consoling sweetness of thy smiles,
Then from thy joys my joyless hours receive
Reflected peace, that transiently beguiles;

Beguiles to sweet forgetfulness the grief,
That dim in deprivation shrouds my heart;
Mine, while life still is mine, be that relief
A Friend's dear bliss now only can impart.

Long be thy gentle consort the mild light,
Shedding content o'er all thy waning days!
And may they stretch with long protracted flight,
And bear to Heaven thy grateful pious praise!

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And may Distemper's mist from thee and thine,
Thy lovely Frances, and thy faithful wife,
Fly, like the rain when Summer mornings shine,
Nor stain with one pale cloud thy eve of life!

Edwy, farewell! to Lichfield's darken'd grove,
With aching heart, and rising sighs, I go,
Yet bear a grateful spirit as I rove
For all of thine which balm'd a cureless woe.

Bristol Channel. Milton uses the word brine for the sea,

“The air was calm, and on the level brine
“Sleek Panope and all her sisters play'd.”

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