Frances Anne Kemble

(27 November 1809 - 15 January 1893 / London, England)

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Frances Anne Kemble, was a notable British actress from a theatre family in the early and mid-nineteenth century. She also was a well-known and popular writer, whose published works included plays, poetry, eleven volumes of memoirs, travel and works about the theatre. In 1834 she married an American, Pierce Mease Butler, heir to cotton, tobacco and rice plantations and hundreds of slaves on the Sea Islands of Georgia.

They spent the winter of 1838-1839 at the plantations, and Kemble kept a diary of her observations. She returned to the theatre after their separation in 1847 and toured major cities of the United States. Although her memoir circulated in abolitionist circles, Kemble... more »

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  • Rookie Grantley Kemble (8/8/2013 8:31:00 AM)

    I have been fascinated with this woman, who is one of my forebears and the Niece [? ] of John Philip Kemble whose somewhat diminutive earthly form is commemorated in a statue in Westminster Abbey, for many years. I came across the volume of memeoirs of a geaorgian plantation in a university library when I was an undergrad there. Her poetry - to me is haunting and conveys a link of loneliness of spirit across the years that I almost fell I could reach out and kiss her on the cheek to make it better.

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An Evening Song

Good night, love!
May heaven's brightest stars watch over thee!
Good angels spread their wings, and cover thee;
And through the night,
So dark and still,
Spirits of light
Charm thee from ill!
My heart is hovering round thy dwelling-place,
Good night, dear love! God bless thee with His grace!
Good night, love!
Soft lullabies the night-wind sing to thee!
And on its wings sweet odours bring to thee;
And in thy dreaming
May all things dear,
With gentle seeming,
Come smiling near!
My knees are bowed, my hands are clasped in prayer—
Good night, dear...

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