Poem by Anna Seward

Sonnet 77. O! hast thou seen a vernal Morning bright

O! hast thou seen a vernal Morning bright
    Gem every bank and trembling leaf with dews,
    Tinging the green fields with her amber hues,
    Changing the leaden streams to lines of light?
Then seen dull Clouds, that shed untimely night,
    Roll envious on, and every ray suffuse,
    Till the chill'd Scenes their early beauty lose,
    And faint, and colourless, no more invite
The glistening gaze of Joy?—'Twas emblem just
    Of my youth's sun, on which deep shadows fell,
    Spread from the pall of Friends; and Grief's loud gust
Resistless, oft wou'd wasted tears compel:
    Yet let me hope, that on my darken'd days
    Science, and pious Trust, may shed pervading rays.

1. Sonnet 41. Since dark December shrouds the transient day
2. Sonnet 65. Marcellus, since the ardors of my strain
3. Sonnet 32. Behold him now his genuine colours wear
4. Sonnet 85. March, tho' the Hours of promise with bright ray
5. Sonnet 86. Pride of Ierne's Sea-encircled bound

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