Anna Laetitia Barbauld

(20 June 1743 – 9 March 1825 / Leicestershire, England)

Anna Laetitia Barbauld Poems

1. Written On A Marble 9/6/2010
2. Where A Crowd Of Pilgrims Toil 9/6/2010
3. What Do The Futures Speak Of? 9/6/2010
4. West End Fair 9/6/2010
5. Washing-Day 9/6/2010
6. Verses Written In An Alcove 9/6/2010
7. Verses On Mrs Rowe 9/6/2010
8. Tormenting Cares 9/6/2010
9. Tomorrow 9/6/2010
10. To Wisdom 9/6/2010
11. To The Poor 9/6/2010
12. To The Miss Websters 9/6/2010
13. To The Baron DeStonne, 9/6/2010
14. To The Baron DeStonne 9/6/2010
15. To Mrs. P********, With Some Drawings of Birds and Insects. 9/6/2010
16. To Mrs. Marissal 9/6/2010
17. To Mrs. A. 9/6/2010
18. To Mr. S. T. Coleridge 9/6/2010
19. To Mr. Bowring 9/6/2010
20. To Mr. Barbauld 9/6/2010

A Thought on Death

When life as opening buds is sweet,
And golden hopes the fancy greet,
And Youth prepares his joys to meet,-
Alas! how hard it is to die!
When just is seized some valued prize,
And duties press, and tender ties
Forbid the soul from earth to rise,-
How awful then it is to die!
When, one by one, those ties are torn,

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