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Анна Сьюард (Anna Seward) (1747–1809)
Anna Seward (Анна Сьюард)


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  1. Sonnet 40. I love to rise ere gleams the tardy light
  2. Sonnet 35. In April's gilded morn when south winds blow
  3. Sonnet 46. Dark as the silent stream beneath the night
  4. Sonnet 29. If Genius has its danger, grief and pain
  5. Song
  6. Sonnet 88. Up this bleak Hill, in wintry Night's dread hour
  7. Sonnet 100. Lyre of the Sonnet, that full many a time
  8. Sonnet 39. When mourn the dark Winds o'er the lonely plain
  9. Sonnet 26. O partial Memory! Years, that fled too fast
  10. Sonnet 81. My Angel Sister, tho' thy lovely form
  11. Sonnet 57. In the chill silence of the winter eve
  12. Sonnet 89. Yon late but gleaming Moon, in hoary light
  13. Sonnet 23. Do I not tell thee surly Winter's flown
  14. Sonnet 4. And now the youthful, gay, capricious Spring
  15. Sonnet 47. With lyre Orphean, see a Bard explore
  16. Sonnet 54. Guard thou, my Son, the Helpless and the Poor
  17. Sonnet 20. Ah! might I range each hallow'd bower and glade
  18. Sonnet 37. Thro' changing Months a well-attemper'd Mind
  19. Sonnet 92. Behold that Tree, in Autumn's dim decay
  20. Sonnet 49. While with false pride, and narrow jealousy
  21. Sonnet 74. In sultry noon when youthful Milton lay
  22. Sonnet 36. Now on hills, rocks, and streams, and vales, and plains
  23. Sonnet 97. Thou silent Door of our eternal sleep
  24. Sonnet 76. Lo! modern Critics emulously dare
  25. Sonnet 96. The breathing freshness of the shining Morn
  26. Sonnet 60. Why view'st thou, Edwy, with disdainful mien
  27. Sonnet 95. On the damp margin of the sea-beat shore
  28. Sonnet 67. Cou'd aweful Johnson want poetic ear
  29. Sonnet 93. Yon soft Star, peering o'er the sable cloud
  30. Sonnet 14. Ingratitude, how deadly is thy smart
  31. Sonnet 66. Nobly to scorn thy gilded veil to wear
  32. Sonnet 77. O! hast thou seen a vernal Morning bright
  33. Sonnet 79. While unsuspecting trust in all that wears
  34. Sonnet 34. When Death, or adverse Fortune's ruthless gale
  35. Sonnet 12. Chill'd by unkind Honora's alter'd eye
  36. Sonnet 75. He found her not;—yet much the Poet found
  37. Sonnet 85. March, tho' the Hours of promise with bright ray
  38. Sonnet 91. On the fleet streams, the Sun, that late arose
  39. Sonnet 10. Honora, shou'd that cruel time arrive
  40. Sonnet 8. Short is the time the oldest Being lives
  41. Sonnet 86. Pride of Ierne's Sea-encircled bound
  42. Sonnet 72. Ah, hapless June! circles yon lunar Sphere
  43. Sonnet 27. See wither'd Winter, bending low his head
  44. Sonnet 32. Behold him now his genuine colours wear
  45. Sonnet 84. While one sere leaf, that parting Autumn gilds
  46. Sonnet 50. In every breast Affection fires, there dwells
  47. Sonnet 6. In this chill morning of a wintry Spring
  48. Sonnet 82. From a riv'd Tree, that stands beside the grave
  49. Sonnet 18. Ceas'd is the rain; but heavy drops yet fall
  50. Sonnet 22. You, whose dull spirits feel not the fine glow
  51. Sonnet 42. Lo! the Year's final Day!—Nature performs
  52. Sonnet 1. When Life's realities the Soul perceives
  53. Sonnet 64. Prais'd be the Poet, who the Sonnet's claim
  54. Sonnet 16. Apollo, at his crowded altars, tir'd
  55. Sonnet 61. Disciple of the bright Aonian Maid
  56. Sonnet 68. Well it becomes thee, Britain, to avow
  57. Sonnet 43. My memory, long accustom'd to receive
  58. Sonnet 44. Rapt Contemplation, bring thy waking dreams
  59. Sonnet 51. Hope comes to Youth, gliding thro' azure skies
  60. Sonnet 19. Farewell, false Friend!—our scenes of kindness close!
  61. Sonnet 62. Dim grows the vital flame in his dear breast
  62. Sonnet 98. Since my griev'd mind some energy regains
  63. Sonnet 94. All is not right with him, who ill sustains
  64. Sonnet 7. By Derwent's rapid stream as oft I stray'd
  65. Sonnet 90. My hour is not yet come!—these burning eyes
  66. Sonnet 55. Loud blew the North thro' April's pallid days
  67. Sonnet 17. Ah! why have I indulg'd my dazzled sight
  68. Sonnet 65. Marcellus, since the ardors of my strain
  69. Sonnet 63. Thy Genius, Colebrooke, faithless to his charge
  70. Sonnet 21. Proud of our lyric Galaxy, I hear
  71. Sonnet 38. If he whose bosom with no transport swells
  72. Sonnet 59. Lady, each soft effusion of thy mind
  73. Sonnet 3. From these wild heights, where oft the mists descend
  74. Sonnet 2. The Future, and its gifts, alone we prize
  75. Sonnet 71. While Summer Roses all their glory yield
  76. Sonnet 30. That song again!—its sounds my bosom thrill
  77. Sonnet 56. What bashful wildness in those crystal eyes
  78. Sonnet 70. Yes, thou shalt smile again!—Time always heals
  79. Sonnet 52. Long has the pall of Midnight quench'd the scene
  80. Sonnet 9. Seek not, my Lesbia, the sequester'd dale
  81. Sonnet 73. He who a tender long-lov'd Wife survives
  82. Sonnet 87. Round Cleon's brow the Delphic laurels twine
  83. Sonnet 31. O, EVER DEAR! thy precious, vital powers
  84. Sonnet 41. Since dark December shrouds the transient day
  85. Sonnet 78. Sophia tempts me to her social walls
  86. Sonnet 25. Fortunate Vale! exulting Hill! dear Plain!
  87. Sonnet 15. The evening shines in May's luxuriant pride
  88. Sonnet 28. O, Genius! does thy Sun-resembling beam
  89. Sonnet 99. Remorseless Winter! in thy iron reign
  90. Sonnet 13. Thou child of Night, and Silence, balmy Sleep
  91. Sonnet 33. Last night her Form the hours of slumber bless'd
  92. Sonnet 80. As lightens the brown Hill to vivid green
  93. Sonnet 58. Not the slow Hearse, where nod the sable plumes
  94. Sonnet 53. The knell of Whitehead tolls!—his cares are past
  95. Sonnet 5. Ah, thankless! canst thou envy him who gains
  96. Sonnet 11. How sweet to rove, from summer sun-beams veil'd
  97. Sonnet 45. From Possibility's dim chaos sprung
  98. Sonnet 24. Behold the Day an image of the Year!
  99. Sonnet 69. Time, and thy charms, thou fanciest will redeem
  100. Sonnet 83. Here, from laborious Art, proud Towns, ye rose!
  101. Sonnet 48. Now young-ey'd Spring, on gentle breezes borne

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