The Poetical Works of Anna Seward: With Extracts from Her Literary Correspondence, Volumen 1

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J. Ballantyne and Company, 1810
 

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Página lxxxviii - Good-humour is a state between gaiety and unconcern ; the act or emanation of a mind at leisure to regard the gratification of another. It is imagined by many...
Página lxxxvii - THERE is nothing that more betrays a base ungenerous spirit than the giving of secret stabs to a man's reputation ; lampoons and satires, that are written with wit and spirit, are like poisoned darts, which not onlyinflict a wound, but make it incurable.
Página lvii - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, — Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, — And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Página cxxxv - As bees In spring-time, when the sun with Taurus rides, Pour forth their populous youth about the hive In clusters ; they among fresh dews and flowers Fly to and fro, or on the smoothed plank, The suburb of their straw-built citadel, New rubb'd with balm, expatiate, and confer Their state affairs...
Página xvii - The old blind schoolmaster, John Milton, hath published a tedious poem on the Fall of Man: if its length be not considered as merit, it has no other.
Página cxxxvi - ... O'er all the well-known ground, My Lucy's wonted footsteps to descry ; Where oft we used to walk, Where oft in tender talk We saw the summer Sun go down the sky ; Nor by yon fountain's side, Nor where its waters glide Along the valley, can she now be found : In all the wide-stretch'd prospect's ample bound, No more my mournful eye Can aught of her espy, But the sad sacred earth where her dear relics lie.
Página lxxxvii - ... written with wit and spirit, are like poisoned darts, which not only inflict a wound but make it incurable. For this reason I am very much troubled when I see the talents of humour and ridicule in the possession of an illnatured man. There cannot be a greater gratification to a barbarous and inhuman wit, than to stir up sorrow in the heart of a private person, to raise uneasiness among near relations, and to expose whole families to derision, at the same time that he remains unseen and undiscovered....
Página clxvi - God, stood to my resolution not to leave her in her sickness, who had been so tender a nurse to me in her health. Blessed be God, that he enabled me to be so helpful and consoling to her, for which she was not a little thankful. No worldly business...
Página clxxiii - I had been in the dust, if omnipotency had not been conquered by holy violence. I have largely tasted the goodness of my Creator; since, blessed be God, the grim looks of Death did never yet affright me. I always had a firm faith that my dear babes would do well, which made me willing to leave this unkind and froward world. Yet I hope I shall esteem it a mercy that my desires of being, like my dear wife, translated to a better place, were frustrated. God grant that I may wait with...
Página 63 - Lift'st, in unlessen'd grace, thy spiry head ; But many a loved inhabitant of thine Sleeps where no vernal sun will ever shine. Why fled ye all so fast, ye happy hours, That saw HONORA'S eyes adorn these bowers ? These darling bowers, that much she loved to hail, The spires, she call'd

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