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For the Good of the Sex

Susan Eilenberg, 8 December 1994

The Poems of Anna LetitiaBarbauld 
edited by William McCarthy and Elizabeth Kraft.
Georgia, 399 pp., £58.50, June 1994, 0 8203 1528 1
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... in England, admired by Johnson, envied by Goldsmith, praised by Wordsworth, and read by everyone, Anna LetitiaBarbauld has this last century or two thoroughly sunk into oblivion. Until recently, all that was remembered about her was an anecdote in Coleridge’s Table Talk, in which she figured, ingloriously, as the ...

Look on the Bright Side

Seamus Perry: Anna LetitiaBarbauld, 25 February 2010

Anna LetitiaBarbauldVoice of the Enlightenment 
by William McCarthy.
Johns Hopkins, 725 pp., £32, December 2008, 978 0 8018 9016 1
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... Until 15 or 20 years ago most students of English literature would have known one thing about Anna LetitiaBarbauld, which was her appearance in a droll anecdote told by Samuel Taylor Coleridge towards the end of his life and recorded in the posthumous volume of his Table Talk ...

Miss Joy and Mrs Hayter

Freya Johnston: Anna LetitiaBarbauld, 27 September 2018

Eighteen Hundred and Eleven: Poetry, Protest and Economic Crisis 
by E.J. Clery.
Cambridge, 326 pp., £75, June 2017, 978 1 107 18922 5
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... She​ started off with A and ended up at B: born in 1743 as Miss Aikin, Anna Letitia died in 1825 as Mrs Barbauld. Poet, editor, biographer, essayist, pamphleteer and children’s writer, she was once known only for finding ‘The Rime of the Ancient Mariner’ improbable ...

‘I can scarce hold my pen’

Clare Bucknell: Samuel Richardson’s Letters, 15 June 2017

The Correspondence of Samuel Richardson with Lady Bradshaigh and Lady Echlin 
edited by Peter Sabor.
Cambridge, three vols, 1200 pp., £275, November 2016, 978 1 107 14552 8
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... with hostile family members; Richardson takes the place of Clarissa’s intimate confidante, Anna Howe; and ‘write I must, or die’ is the novel’s tragic possibility scrawled casually as sentimental hyperbole.In other letters, she drew more explicit – and clumsier – parallels. Her husband’s emotional turmoil as he struggled through the ...

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