Anna Seward (Анна Сьюард)

Sonnet 24. Behold the Day an image of the Year!

     TRANSLATION.

Behold the Day an image of the Year!
    The Year an image of our life's short span!
    Morn, like the Spring, with growing light began,
    Spring, like our Youth, with joy, and beauty fair;
Noon picturing Summer;—Summer's ardent sphere
    Manhood's gay portrait.—Eve, like Autumn, wan,
    Autumn resembling faded age in Man;
    Night, with its silence, and its darkness drear,
Emblem of Winter's frore and gloomy reign,
    When torpid lie the vegetative Powers;
    Winter, so shrunk, so cold, reminds us plain
Of the mute Grave, that o'er the dim Corse lours;
    There shall the Weary rest, nor ought remain
    To the pale Slumberer of Life's checker'd hours.

1. Sonnet 30. That song again!—its sounds my bosom thrill
2. Sonnet 13. Thou child of Night, and Silence, balmy Sleep
3. Sonnet 65. Marcellus, since the ardors of my strain
4. Sonnet 28. O, Genius! does thy Sun-resembling beam
5. Sonnet 43. My memory, long accustom'd to receive

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