Aikin, Anna Laetitia
(1743-1825) British writer. Anna Laetitia Aikin, also known by her married name, Barbauld, wrote poetry about the early years of Britain's era of world power.
The Rights of Women - Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld) (1743-1825)
Read "The Rights of Women," by Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld). "Yes, injured Woman! rise, assert thy right! / Woman! too long degraded, scorned, opprest; / O born to rule in partial Law's despite, / Resume thy native empire o'er the breast!"
Read "The Rights of Women," by Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld). "Yes, injured Woman! rise, assert thy right! / Woman! too long degraded, scorned, opprest; / O born to rule in partial Law's despite, / Resume thy native empire o'er the breast!"
A Thought on Death - Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld) (1743-1825)
Read "A Thought on Death," by Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld). "When life as opening buds is sweet, / And golden hopes the fancy greet, / And Youth prepares his joys to meet,-- / Alas! how hard it is to die!"
Read "A Thought on Death," by Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld). "When life as opening buds is sweet, / And golden hopes the fancy greet, / And Youth prepares his joys to meet,-- / Alas! how hard it is to die!"
The Caterpiller - Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld) (1743-1825)
Read "The Caterpiller," by Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld). "No, helpless thing, I cannot harm thee now; / Depart in peace, thy little life is safe, / For I have scanned thy form with curious eye, / Noted the silver line that streaks thy back, / The azure and the orange that divide / Thy velvet sides..."
Read "The Caterpiller," by Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld). "No, helpless thing, I cannot harm thee now; / Depart in peace, thy little life is safe, / For I have scanned thy form with curious eye, / Noted the silver line that streaks thy back, / The azure and the orange that divide / Thy velvet sides..."
Life - Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld) (1743-1825)
Read "Life," by Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld). "Life! I know not what thou art, / But know that thou and I must part; / And when, or how, or where we met / I own to me's a secret yet."
Read "Life," by Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld). "Life! I know not what thou art, / But know that thou and I must part; / And when, or how, or where we met / I own to me's a secret yet."
Dirge - Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld) (1743-1825)
Read "Dirge," by Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld). "Pure spirit! O where art thou now! / O whisper to my soul! / O let some soothing thought of thee, / The bitter grief control!"
Read "Dirge," by Anna Laetitia Aikin (Barbauld). "Pure spirit! O where art thou now! / O whisper to my soul! / O let some soothing thought of thee, / The bitter grief control!"