excerpt from 'Letter from Anna Seward to Miss Sophia Weston, 23 March 1785' pp. 37–38 (69 words)
excerpt from 'Letter from Anna Seward to Miss Sophia Weston, 23 March 1785' pp. 37–38 (69 words)
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Our Cecilian concert was not so full as I have seen it. It was a bad evening, moonless, sleety, and of the most dreary coldness; but Mr Saville and his daughter sang divinely. You, who heard her a year ago warble her wild notes, unassisted by scientific instruction, would think her wonderfully improved, while you listened to her sweet shake, to those sportive cadences and melting semi-tones lately acquired. |
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