“The twilight, when our earth seems blending
Its human passion with the skies;
And rosy clouds, above ascending,
Wear mortal colours while they rise,
Till, purified, they disappear
Amid the high pale atmosphere.”

— Letitia Elizabeth Landon

The Vow of the Peacock (1835)

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English poet and novelist 1802–1838

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