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Anna Seward (Анна Сьюард)


Sonnet 99. Remorseless Winter! in thy iron reign


          ON THE VIOLENT THUNDER STORMS.

          DECEMBER 1790.

Remorseless Winter! in thy iron reign
    Comes the loud whirlwind, on thy pinion borne;
    The long long night,—the tardy, leaden morn;
    The grey frost, riv'ling lane, and hill, and plain;
Chill silent snows, and heavy, pattering rain.
    These are thy known allies;—and Life forlorn,
    Yet patient, droops, nor breathes repinings vain;
    But now, Usurper, thou hast madly torn
From Summer's hand his stores of angry sway;
    His rattling thunders with thy winds unite,
    On thy pale snows those livid lightnings play,
That pour their deathful splendors o'er his night,
    To poise the pleasures of his golden day,
    Soft gales, blue skies, and long-protracted light.



Anna Seward's other poems:
  1. Sonnet 58. Not the slow Hearse, where nod the sable plumes
  2. Sonnet 25. Fortunate Vale! exulting Hill! dear Plain!
  3. Sonnet 53. The knell of Whitehead tolls!—his cares are past
  4. Sonnet 52. Long has the pall of Midnight quench'd the scene
  5. Sonnet 2. The Future, and its gifts, alone we prize


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