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Anna Laetitia Aikin Barbauld's Poetry, by title

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  • A School Eclogue
    Edward
    Hist, William! hist! what means that air so gay?
    132 lines
  • A Summer Evening's Meditation
    'TIS past ! The sultry tyrant of the south
    Has spent his short-liv'd rage ; more grateful hours
    123 lines, 1 comment
  • A Thought on Death
    When life as opening buds is sweet,
    And golden hopes the fancy greet,
    20 lines
  • An Address To The Deity
    God of my life! and author of my days!
    Permit my feeble voice to lisp thy praise;
    80 lines
  • An Autumnal Thought
    'Tis past! we breathe! assuaged at length
    The flames that drank our vital strength!
    28 lines
  • An Inventory of the Furniture in Dr. Priestley's Study
    A map of every country known,
    With not a foot to&nb
    58 lines
  • Autumn
    A FRAGMENT
    Farewell the softer hours, Spring's opening blush
    34 lines
  • Awake My Soul!
    Awake, my soul! lift up thine eyes,
    See where thy foes against thee rise,
    24 lines
  • Beauty of Insects
    Observe the insect race, ordain'd to keep
    The lazy Sabbath of a half-year's sleep.
    42 lines
  • Behold
    Behold, where breathing love divine,
    Our dying Master stands!
    32 lines
  • Characters
    OH ! born to sooth distress, and lighten care;
    Lively as soft, and innocent as fair;
    33 lines
  • Come, Said Jesus
    \Come unto me all ye that are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest.\
    21 lines
  • Corsica
    ------ A manly race
    Of unsubmitting spirit, wise and brave;
    207 lines
  • Dejection
    When sickness clouds the languid eye,
    And seeds of sharp diseases fly
    30 lines
  • Delia, An Elegy
    YES, DELIA loves! My fondest vows are blest ;
    Farewel the memory of her past disdain ;
    76 lines
  • Dirge
    Pure spirit! O where art thou now!
    O whisper to my soul!
    36 lines
  • Eighteen Hundred And Eleven
    Still the loud death drum, thundering from afar,
    O'er the vext nations pours the storm of war:
    335 lines
  • Enigma
    TO THE LADIES
    Hard is my stem and dry, no root is found
    23 lines
  • Epistle To Dr. Enfield
    ON HIS REVISITING WARRINGTON IN 1789
    Friend of those years which from Youth's sparkling fount
    73 lines
  • Epistle To William Wilberforce, Esq.
    ON THE REJECTION OF THE BILL FOR ABOLISHING THE SLAVE TRADE, 1791.
    Cease, Wilberforce, to urge thy generous aim!
    124 lines
  • Epitaph On The Same
    Farewell, mild saint!—meek child of love, farewell!
    Ill can this stone thy finished virtues tell.
    10 lines, 1 comment
  • Epithalamium
    Note: Designed for the opening of a Tragedy.]
    30 lines
  • Eternity
    ------ The year has run
    Its round of seasons, has fulfilled its course,
    25 lines
  • For Easter Sunday
    Again the Lord of life and light
    Awakes the kindling ray;
    44 lines
  • Fragment
    As the poor schoolboy, when the slow-paced months
    Have brought vacation times, and one by one
    17 lines
  • How Blest the Righteous When He Dies!
    How blest the righteous when he dies!
    When sinks a weary soul to rest
    20 lines
  • Hymn To Content
    O Thou, the Nymph with placid eye!
    O seldom found, yet ever nigh!
    54 lines
  • Hymn: Ye Are The Salt of The Earth
    Salt of the earth, ye virtuous few,
    Who season human-kind;
    64 lines
  • In the Manner of Spenser
    So long estranged from every Muse's lyre,
    And groveling in the tangled net of Care;
    45 lines
  • Inscription For An Ice-House
    Stranger, approach! within this iron door
    Thrice locked and bolted, this rude arch beneath
    31 lines
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