Potential Titles: Anna Laetitia Barbauld

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The loud death drum, thundering from afar - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

Colossal Power with overwhelming force bears down - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

In vain with orange blossoms scents the gale - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

And the rose withers on its virgin thorns - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

And whispered fears, creating what they dread - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

By every tie that binds the soul endeared - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

Be only known by the gray ruin and the mouldering stone - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

To meet those shades that ruled the realms of mind - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

And hang fresh wreaths round Newton's awful brow - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

When London's faded glories rise to view - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

Sent forth their mandates to dependant kings - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

Some crumbling turret, mined by time - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

The broken stair with perilous step shall climb - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

Left in its course a track of light behind - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

Survey the stone where Alexander's ashes lay - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

By Time's slow finger written in the dust - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

Moody and viewless as the changing wind - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

With pen of adamant inscribes their name - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

And spotted plagues from putrid fens distill - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

With doubtful caution treads the echoing ground - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

Wealth is wafted in each shifting gale - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

The sons of Odin tread on Persian looms - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

And Odin's daughters breath distilled perfumes - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

And scarce believes the altered voice her own - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

Bestows her summer ices and her winter rose - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

Gems of the East her mural crown adorn - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

On Chimborazo's summits treads sublime - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

Measuring in lofty thought the march of Time - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"


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