Letters of Anna Seward: Written Between the Years 1784 and 1807, Volume 1A. Constable, 1811 - Authors, English |
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Adieu admire amiable amongst ANNA SEWARD Avignon bard beautiful beneath benevolence celebrated character charming composition covert channel criticism dear delight Dewes Dr Johnson elegant envy Epic Poetry epithets excellence exquisite Eyam eyes fame fancy father feel genius gentleman Gentleman's Magazine GEORGE HARDINGE glow graces gratified happiness Hayley Hayley's heart honour hope idea imagination ingenious interest Knowles lady late LETTER Lichfield light literary Lord Lord Heathfield Lucy Porter lyre Madam March 25 Milton mind MISS WESTON mole Monody morning muse Naiad never nymph observe odes passages pathetic Petrarch Piozzi pleasure poem poet poetic poetry praise prose render rhyme rocks scene sensibility SEWARD Shakespeare shew song sonnet Sophia spirit style sublime sure sweet talents taste thou tion translation truth valley Vaucluse verse virtues Whalley WILLIAM HAYLEY wish wonder write young youth
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Page 86 - This pow'r has praise that virtue scarce can warm, Till fame supplies the universal charm. Yet Reason frowns on War's unequal game, Where wasted nations raise a single name; And mortgag'd states their grandsires...
Page 171 - Back to the gates of heaven : the sulphurous hail, Shot after us in storm, o'erblown, hath laid The fiery surge, that from the precipice Of heaven received us falling ; and the thunder, Wing'd with red lightning and impetuous rage, Perhaps hath spent his shafts, and ceases now To bellow through the vast and boundless deep.
Page xxv - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world...
Page 211 - ... sounds, That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch: Fire answers fire; and through their paly flames Each battle sees the other's umber'd face: Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents, The armourers, accomplishing the knights, With busy hammers closing rivets up, Give dreadful note of preparation.
Page 86 - The festal blazes, the triumphal show, The ravish'd standard, and the captive foe, The senate's thanks, the gazette's pompous tale, With force resistless o'er the brave prevail. Such bribes the rapid Greek o'er Asia whirl'd, For such the steady Romans shook the world...
Page 178 - Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill...
Page 5 - Thou sun, of this great world both eye and soul, Acknowledge him thy greater ; sound his praise In thy eternal course, both when thou climb'st, And when high noon hast gain'd, and when thou fall'st.
Page 91 - Lucy Porter kept the best company of our little city, but would make no engagement on marketdays, lest Granny, as she called Mrs. Johnson, should catch cold by serving in the shop. There Lucy Porter took her place, standing behind the counter, nor thought it a disgrace to thank a poor person who purchased from her a penny battledore.
Page 55 - Cressi's glorious field, The lilies blazing on the regal shield: Then, from her roofs when Verrio's colours fall, And leave inanimate the naked wall, Still in thy song should vanquish'd France appear, And bleed for ever under Britain's spear.
Page 255 - It is sufficient, Mr. Seward,' said the General, ' that you bear her name, and a fair reputation, to entitle you to the notice of every soldier who has it in his power to serve and oblige a military brother. You will always find a cover for you at my table, and a sincere welcome ; and whenever it may be in my power to serve you essentially, I shall not want the inclination.