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Anna Letitia Barbauld (June 20, 1743—March 9, 1825) was an English poet and miscellaneous writer.
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- Child of mortality, whence comest thou? Why is thy countenance sad, and why are thine eyes red with weeping?
- Hymns in Prose for Children, Hymn 10 (1781).
[edit] The Mouse's Petition (1776)
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- OH! hear a pensive captive's prayer,
For liberty that sighs ;
And never let thine heart be shut
Against the prisoner's cries.
- If e'er thy breast with freedom glow'd,
And spurn'd a tyrant's chain,
Let not thy strong oppressive force
A free-born mouse detain.
- The chearful light, the vital air,
Are blessings widely given ;
Let nature's commoners enjoy
The common gifts of heaven.
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- Man is the nobler growth our realms supply,
And souls are ripened in our northern sky.
- This dead of midnight is the noon of thought,
And Wisdom mounts her zenith with the stars.
- A Summer's Evening Meditation.
- It is to hope, though hope were lost.
- Come here, Fond Youth. Compare: "Who against hope believed in hope", Romans iv, 18; "Hope against hope, and ask till ye receive", James Montgomery, The World before the Flood.
- Life! we've been long together
Through pleasant and through cloudy weather;
'T is hard to part when friends are dear,—
Perhaps 't will cost a sigh, a tear;
Then steal away, give little warning,
Choose thine own time;
Say not "Good night," but in some brighter clime
Bid me "Good morning."
- So fades a summer cloud away;
So sinks the gale when storms are o’er;
So gently shuts the eye of day;
So dies a wave along the shore.
- The Death of the Virtuous. Compare: "The daisie, or els the eye of the day", Geoffrey Chaucer, Prologue of the Legend of Good Women, line 183.
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