Sonnet to Miss Burney

Bright spirits have arisen to grace the B URNEY name,
And some in letters, some in tasteful arts,
In learning some have borne distinguished parts;
Or sought through science of sweet sounds their fame:
And foremost she , renowned for many a tale
Of faithful love perplexed, and of that good
Old man, who, as C AMILLA'S guardian, stood
In obstinate virtue clad like coat of mail.
Nor dost thou, S ARAH , with unequal pace
Her steps pursue. The pure romantic vein
No gentler creature ever knew to feign
Than thy fine Blanch, young with an elder grace,
In all respects without rebuke or blame,
Answering the antique freshness of her name.
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