Quotes from Poems — Anna Laetitia Barbauld
1743–1825 England
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Man is the nobler growth our realms supply,
And souls are ripen'd in our northern sky.
Poems (1773)
This dead of midnight is the noon of thought,
And Wisdom mounts her zenith with the stars.
Poems (1773)
I read his awful name, emblazon'd high
With golden letters on th' illumin'd sky.
Poems (1773)
It is to hope, tho' hope were lost.
Poems (1773)
O gently guide my pilgrim feet
To find thy hermit cell;
Where in some pure and equal sky
Beneath thy soft indulgent eye
The modest virtues dwell.
Poems (1773)
With Thee in shady solitudes I walk,
With Thee in busy, crowded cities talk,
In every creature own Thy forming power,
In each event Thy providence adore.
Poems (1773)
Flowers, the sole luxury which nature knew,
In Eden's pure and guiltless garden grew.[…]
Gay without toil, and lovely without art,
They spring to cheer the sense, and glad the heart.
Poems (1773)