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Can you write me a poem about walter scott, anna seward and richard lovell edgeworth?
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Sure, here's a poem about walter scott, anna seward and richard lovell edgeworth:
  “_Izaak Walton and his Friends_,” _etc._
“As long as the names of Garrick, of Johnson, and of Seward shall
“Biography, the most interesting perhaps of every species of
composition, loses all its interest with me when the shades and
_Extract from a letter of Sir Walter Scott to Anna Seward_.
The derivation of the word “Lichfield” has excited a good deal of
The bridal vestments waited to array,
In emblematic white, their duteous maid;
But ne’er for them arrived that festal day;
Their sweet, crush’d lily low in earth is laid.
celebrated, and where a monument was erected to his memory.
Washington, Anna Seward records, did her the honour to charge his
In 1765 Richard Lovell Edgeworth, the well-known author, visited
“When first this month, stealing from half-blown bowers,
Bathed the young cowslip in her sunny showers,
Pensive I travell’d, and approach’d the plains,
That met the bounds of Severn’s wide domains.
As up the hill I rose, from whose green brow
The village church o’erlooks the vale below,
O! when its rustic form first met my eyes,
What wild emotions swell’d the rising sighs!
Stretch’d the pain’d heart-strings with the utmost force
Grief knows to feel, that knows not dire remorse;
For there—yes there,—its narrow porch contains
My dear Honora’s cold and pale remains,
Whose lavish’d health, in youth, and beauty’s bloom,
Sunk to the silence of an early tomb.”
“I have every blessing, and I am happy.  The conversation of my
thought he should, contrives for me everything that can ease and
quiet my weakness.”
“Like a kind angel whispers peace,
And smooths the bed of death.”
“Bright glows the list with many an honour’d name.”
“Triumphant first see Temper’s Triumph shine,
At least I’m sure they triumphed over mine.
Of ‘Music’s Triumphs’ all who read may swear
That luckless music never triumphed there.”
growler.”
distinction.”
She did not care for “eternal card-parties,” and considered the
pleasures of landscape.
established in after years, when no one will ask, ‘What said the
The following are three of more beautiful stanzas:—
“Has GOD decreed this helpless, suffering train
Shall, groaning yield the vital breath he gave,
Unrecompens’d for years of want, and pain,
And close on them the portals of the grave?
Ah, no! the great Retributory Mind
Will recompense, and may, perhaps, ordain
Some future mode of being, more refin’d
Than ours, less sullied with inherent stain;
Less torn by passion, and less prone to sin,
Their duty easier, trial less severe,
Till their firm faith, and virtue prov’d, may win
The wreaths of life in yon Eternal Sphere.
‘Nothing went before so great,
And nothing greater can succeed.’” . . .
neglected!”
be-deaned—which is nearly the same thing.”
interesting Lichfield, where the sweetest days of my youth have
frontispiece to “The Lady’s Monthly Museum” for March, 1799.
The _Staffordshire Advertiser_ for July 8th, 1809, contained the
A monument, the work of Bacon, was erected in the Cathedral,
Amid these Aisles, where once his precepts showed,
The heavenward pathway which in life he trode,
This simple tablet marks a Father’s bier;
And those he loved in life, in death are near.
For him, for them, a daughter bade it rise,
Memorial of domestic charities.
Still would you know why o’er the marble spread,
In female grace the willow droops her head;
Why on her branches, silent and unstrung,
The minstrel harp, is emblematic hung;
What Poet’s voice is smother’d here in dust,
Till waked to join the chorus of the just;
Lo! one brief line an answer sad supplies—
Honour’d, belov’d, and mourn’d, here Seward lies:
Her worth, her warmth of heart, our sorrows say:
Go seek her genius in her living lay.
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