Poem by Anna Seward

Sonnet 69. Time, and thy charms, thou fanciest will redeem

                 TO A YOUNG LADY,
 PURPOSING TO MARRY A MAN OF IMMORAL CHARACTER 
          IN THE HOPE OF HIS REFORMATION.

Time, and thy charms, thou fanciest will redeem
    Yon aweless Libertine from rooted vice.
    Misleading thought! has he not paid the price,
    His taste for virtue?—Ah, the sensual stream
Has flow'd too long.—What charms can so entice,
    What frequent guilt so pall, as not to shame
    The rash belief, presumptuous and unwise,
    That crimes habitual will forsake the Frame?—
[1]Thus, on the river's bank, in fabled lore,
    The Rustic stands; sees the stream swiftly go,
    And thinks he soon shall find the gulph below
A channel dry, which he may safe pass o'er.—
    Vain hope!—it flows—and flows—and yet will flow,
    Volume decreaseless, to the FINAL HOUR.

1.

“Rusticus exspectat dum defluit amnis: at ille
Labitur, et labetur in omne volubilis ævum.” Horace.

1. Sonnet 53. The knell of Whitehead tolls!—his cares are past
2. Sonnet 65. Marcellus, since the ardors of my strain
3. Sonnet 56. What bashful wildness in those crystal eyes
4. Sonnet 38. If he whose bosom with no transport swells
5. Sonnet 36. Now on hills, rocks, and streams, and vales, and plains

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