an English Romantic poet, often called the Swan of Lichfield.
Seward was the elder daughter of Thomas Seward (1708-1790), prebendary of Lichfield and Salisbury, and author. Born at Eyam in Derbyshire, she passed nearly all her life in Lichfield, beginning at an early age to write poetry partly at the instigation of Erasmus Darwin. Author of Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional (1760), her verses include elegies and sonnets, and she also wrote a poetical novel, Louisa, of which five editions were published. Seward's writings, which include a large number of letters, have been called "commonplace". Horace Walpole said she had "no imagination, no novelty." She was... more »
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Anna Seward Poems
For one short week I leave, with anxious heart, Source of my filial cares, the Full of Days, Lur'd by the promise of Harmonic Art
THEE, STANLEY , thee, our gladden'd spirit hails, Since Life's first good for us thy efforts gain, Who, Habitants of Albion's inland vales,
Behold that tree in autumn's dim decay, Stripped by the frequent chill and eddying wind; Where yet some yellow lonely leaves we find
I write, Honora, on the sparkling sand!- The envious waves forbid the trace to stay: HONORA'S name again adorns the strand!
I love to rise ere gleams the tardy light, Winter's pale dawn; and as warm fires illume, And cheerful tapers shine around the room,
Louisa: A Poetical Novel. Third Epsitle...
O THOU soft Hope, that once with lustre gay Didst gild the hours of Love's delicious day! What, though no more the lively joy remains,
WRITTEN ON RISING GROUND, NEAR LICHFIELD. The Evening shines in May's luxuriant pride, And all the sunny hills at distance glow,
INGRATITUDE ,--how deadly is thy smart, Proceeding from the Form we fondly love! How light, compar'd, all other sorrows prove!
And now the youthful, gay, capricious Spring, Piercing her showery clouds with crystal light, And with their hues reflected streaking bright
Thou child of Night and Silence, balmy Sleep, Shed thy soft poppies on my aching brow! And charm to rest the thoughts of whence, or how
Louisa: A Poetical Novel. Second Epsitl...
START not, dear EMMA , at an hapless name, Veil'd to thy sense in perfidy and shame! Oh! deep indeed the mists, they long have spread,
Louisa: A Poetical Novel. Fourth Epsitl...
OH! my lov'd EMMA , I have much to tell, Since last I sent thee an abrupt farewell;
Louisa: A Poetical Novel. First Epsitle...
THEE EMMA , four slow-circling years have seen Press, with thy pensive foot, Savannas green; ...
LUXURIANT Vale, thy Country's early boast, What time great GLENDOUR ga ...
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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For one short week I leave, with anxious heart,
Source of my filial cares, the Full of Days,
Lur'd by the promise of Harmonic Art
To breathe her Handel's soul-exalting lays.
Pensive I trace the Derwent's amber wave,
Foaming through umbrag'd banks, or view it lave
The soft, romantic vallies, high o'er-peer'd
By hills and rocks, in savage grandeur rear'd.
Not two short miles from thee, can I refrain
Thy haunts, my native EYAM, long unseen?-
Thou and thy lov'd inhabitants, again
Shall meet my transient gaze.-Thy rocky screen,
Thy airy cliffs I mount; and seek ...