poet Anna Laetitia Barbauld

Anna Laetitia Barbauld

To Mrs. A.

You whose clear life, one fair, well-ordered day,
In useful tenour calmly glides away;
In whom the eye of Malice never spied
Aught she could wish to spread, or you to hide,
Whose looks with words accord, and word with deed,
Receive the only screen you e'er can need!

Poem Submitted: Monday, September 6, 2010

Add this poem to MyPoemList

Rating Card

3,0 out of 5
12 total ratings
rate this poem

Comments about To Mrs. A. by Anna Laetitia Barbauld

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?