Poem by Anna Seward

Sonnet 80. As lightens the brown Hill to vivid green

As lightens the brown Hill to vivid green
    When juvenescent April's showery Sun
    Looks on its side, with golden glance, at Noon;
    So on the gloom of Life's now faded scene
Shines the dear image of those days serene,
    From Memory's consecrated treasures won;
    The days that rose, ere youth, and years were flown,
    Soft as the morn of May;—and well I ween
If they had clouds, in Time's alembic clear
    They vanish'd all, and their gay vision glows
    In brightness unobscur'd; and now they wear
A more than pristine sunniness, which throws
    Those mild reflected lights that soften care,
    Loss of lov'd Friends, and all the train of Woes.

1. Sonnet 65. Marcellus, since the ardors of my strain
2. Sonnet 36. Now on hills, rocks, and streams, and vales, and plains
3. Sonnet 53. The knell of Whitehead tolls!—his cares are past
4. Sonnet 42. Lo! the Year's final Day!—Nature performs
5. Sonnet 56. What bashful wildness in those crystal eyes

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