Sonnet 57: Written The Night Preceding The Funeral Of Mrs. Charles Buckeridge

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Title:     Sonnet 57: Written The Night Preceding The Funeral Of Mrs. Charles Buckeridge
Author: Anna Seward [More Titles by Seward]

WRITTEN THE NIGHT PRECEDING THE [1] FUNERAL OF MRS. CHARLES BUCKERIDGE.

In the chill silence of the winter eve,
Thro' Lichfield's darken'd streets I bend my way
By that sad mansion, where NERINA's Clay
Awaits the MORNING KNELL;--and awed perceive,
In the late bridal chamber, the clear ray
Of numerous lights; while o'er the ceiling stray
Shadows of those who frequent pass beneath
Round the PALE DEAD.--What sounds my senses grieve!
For now the busy hammer's stroke appals,
That, "in dread note of preparation," falls,
Closing the sable lid!--With sighs I bear
These solemn warnings from the House of Woes;
Pondering how late, for young NERINA, there,
Joyous, the Love-illumin'd Morn arose.

[Footnote 1: In Lichfield Cathedral the funeral rites are performed early in
the Morning.]

[The end]
Anna Seward's poem: Sonnet 57: Written The Night Preceding The Funeral Of Mrs. Charles Buckeridge

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