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Anna Seward (Анна Сьюард)


Sonnet 11. How sweet to rove, from summer sun-beams veil'd


How sweet to rove, from summer sun-beams veil'd,
    In gloomy dingles; or to trace the tide
    Of wandering brooks, their pebbly beds that chide;
    To feel the west-wind cool refreshment yield,
That comes soft creeping o'er the flowery field,
    And shadow'd waters; in whose bushy side
    The Mountain-Bees their fragrant treasure hide
    Murmuring; and sings the lonely Thrush conceal'd!—
Then, Ceremony, in thy gilded halls,
    Where forc'd and frivolous the themes arise,
    With bow and smile unmeaning, O! how palls
At thee, and thine, my sense!—how oft it sighs
    For leisure, wood-lanes, dells, and water-falls;
    And feels th' untemper'd heat of sultry skies!



Anna Seward's other poems:
  1. Sonnet 30. That song again!—its sounds my bosom thrill
  2. Sonnet 45. From Possibility's dim chaos sprung
  3. Sonnet 78. Sophia tempts me to her social walls
  4. Sonnet 58. Not the slow Hearse, where nod the sable plumes
  5. Sonnet 25. Fortunate Vale! exulting Hill! dear Plain!


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