On a Lock of Miss Sarah Seward's Hair Who Died in Her Twentieth Year

Anna Seward (1742–1809) · 1799

iambic pentameter · English sonnet · 14 lines · from Original Sonnets on Various Subjects

My Angel Sister, tho' thy lovely formPerish'd in Youth's gay morning, yet is mineThis precious Ringlet!--still the soft hairs shine,Still glow the nut-brown tints, all bright and warmWith sunny gleam!--Alas! each kindred charmVanish'd long since; deep in the silent shrineWither'd to shapeless Dust!--and of their graceMemory alone retains the faithful trace.--Dear Lock, had thy sweet Owner liv'd, ere nowTime on her brow had faded thee!--My careScreen'd from the sun and dew thy golden glow;And thus her early beauty dost thou wear,Thou all of that fair Frame my love cou'd saveFrom the resistless ravage of the GRAVE!

Words in this poem

ringlet n.
A small ring; a small circle; specifically, a fairy ring. [Ring + -let.]
sunny a.
Of or pertaining to the sun; proceeding from, or resembling the sun; hence, shining; bright; brilliant; radiant.
resistless a.
Having no power to resist; making no opposition.

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

About this text

On a Lock of Miss Sarah Seward's Hair Who Died in Her Twentieth Year is in the public domain. This text is taken from Original sonnets on various subjects; and odes paraphrased from Horace, Project Gutenberg ebook #27663; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Anna Seward, On a Lock of Miss Sarah Seward's Hair Who Died in Her Twentieth Year, in Original Sonnets on Various Subjects (1799), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #27663, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/seward-sonnets/on-a-lock-of-miss-sarah-seward-s-hair-who-died-in-her-twenti.html, id L09814.

Form and metre

On a Lock of Miss Sarah Seward's Hair Who Died in Her Twentieth Year is 14 lines in a single stanza. It rhymes ABABCDCDEFEFGG, the pattern of the English sonnet. The metre is iambic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 88%). 88% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 10.0 syllables. 64% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

See other English sonnets, other poems in iambic pentameter.

Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.

Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.

  1. 1 ABABCDCDEFEFGG formA · mineB · shineA · warmB · charmC · shrineD · graceC · traceD · nowE · careF · glowE · wearF · saveG · graveG
Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic pentameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
My Angel Sister, tho' thy lovely form10·/˘/˘··/˘·
Perish'd in Youth's gay morning, yet is mine10/˘···/˘···
This precious Ringlet!--still the soft hairs shine,10·/˘/˘·····
Still glow the nut-brown tints, all bright and warm10··········
With sunny gleam!--Alas! each kindred charm10·/˘·˘/·/˘·
Vanish'd long since; deep in the silent shrine10/˘·····/˘·
Wither'd to shapeless Dust!--and of their grace10/˘·/˘·····
Memory alone retains the faithful trace.--10/˘˘/˘/·/˘·
Dear Lock, had thy sweet Owner liv'd, ere now10·····/˘···
Time on her brow had faded thee!--My care10·····/˘···
Screen'd from the sun and dew thy golden glow;10·······/˘·
And thus her early beauty dost thou wear,10···/˘/˘···
Thou all of that fair Frame my love cou'd save10··········
From the resistless ravage of the GRAVE!10··˘/˘/˘···

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