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“He loves not, he loves me, he loves me not,
He loves me, — yes, thou last leaf, yes,
I'll pluck thee not, for that last sweet guess!
" He loves me,””

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

(13th November 1824) The Decision of the Flower
The London Literary Gazette, 1824

“A light is gone from yonder sky,
A star has left its sphere;
The beautiful--and do they die
In yon bright world as here?
Will that star leave a lonely place,
A darkness on the night?—
No; few will miss its lovely face,
And none think heaven less bright!”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

The Lost Star from The Literary Souvenir, 1828
The Vow of the Peacock (1835)

“Pure as the snow the summer sun
Never at noon hath look'd upon, —
Deep, as is the diamond wave,
Hidden in the desart cave, —
Changeless, as the greenest leaves
Of the wreath the cypress weaves, —
Hopeless, often, when most fond,
Without hope or fear beyond
Its own pale fidelity, —
And this woman's love can be!”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

Canto II
The Troubadour (1825)

“Dark night,
Oh terrible is thy shadow on the battle!
Blows dealt alike on friend and foe, the dead,
And dying trampled on— oh, day alone
Should look upon the soldier's deeds!”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

(1st February 1823) The Cadets. An Indian Sketch
The London Literary Gazette, 1823

“It is the mistake of a coxcomb, whose experience of affection is all to come—if it ever comes—to say that women are won by mere good looks. Though it does not owe its birth to them. Gratitude and Vanity are the nurses that rock the cradle of Love.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)

“Yes; for, while memory languidly is fetching
Her treasures from the depths which they have lain among,
A fragile hand — how thin — how weak — is sadly sketching
Figures and fancies that cell's white walls along.
On the lip there is a murmur —
It is the swan's last song.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

(1838 2) (Vol 53) Subjects for Pictures - The Death of Camoens
The Monthly Magazine

“Down she bent
Her head upon an arm so white that tears
Seem’d but the natural melting of its snow,
Touch’d by the flush’d cheek's crimson.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

Love’s Last Lesson
The Golden Violet (1827)

“Expectation makes a long delay.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

Traits and Trials of Early Life (1836)

“Happiness! pleasure I should rather say,
Happiness never made on earth a stay”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

(5th June 1825) Portraits II
The London Literary Gazette, 1825

“I saw an aged woman turn
To her wretched home again —
All day she had asked charity,
And all day asked in vain....”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

The London Literary Gazette, 1832

“So much to win, so much to lose,
No marvel that I fear to choose.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

The Golden Violet - title poem - ending
The Golden Violet (1827)

“How many are there who live eleven months on the hope of the twelfth given to some brief but delightful wandering.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

Literary Remains

“Methinks we must have known some former state
More glorious than our present, and the heart
Is haunted with dim memories, shadows left
By past magnificence; and hence we pine
With vain aspirings, hopes that fill the eyes
With bitter tears for their own vanity.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

A History of the Lyre
The Venetian Bracelet (1829)

“Great Heaven! what vain beliefs
Have stirred the pulse and led the hopes of man!
As if that honour could be bought by blood,
And that the fierce right hand was better worth
Than the fine mind, and high and generous heart!”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

The Last of the St. Aubyns
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)

“How beautiful, how buoyant, and glad is morning! The first sunshine on the leaves: the first wind, laden with the first breath of the flowers-that deep sigh with which they seem to waken from sleep; the first dew, untouched even by the light foot of the early hare; the first chirping of the rousing birds, as if eager to begin song and flight; all is redolent of the strength given by rest, and the joy of conscious life.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)

“But song has touch'd my lips with fire,
And made my heart a shrine;
For what, although alloy'd, debased,
Is in itself divine.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

Source: The Venetian Bracelet (1829), Lines of Life

“Your Dante! Homer of the Christian age,
The sacred poet of Faith’s mysteries—
Hero of thought—whose gloomy genius plunged
In Styx, and pierced to hell; and whose deep soul
Was like the abyss it fathomed.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

Translations, From the French

“But there are natural temples still for those
Eternal though dethroned Deities,
Where from green altars flowers send up their incense:
This fount is one of them.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

The Thessalian Fountain from The London Literary Gazette (24th January 1824) Fragments, 4th Series
The Vow of the Peacock (1835)

“Out on the heartless creed which nulls the claim
Upon the heart of kindred, birth, and name.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

The Golden Violet - The Child of the Sea
The Golden Violet (1827)

“true love is like religion, it hath its silence and its sanctity.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)