“Oh! sweet and sudden fire that springs
With but a look to light its wings;
How false to say thou needest time
The bright ascent of hope to climb;
A star thou art, that may not be
Reckoned by dull astronomy!”

—  Letitia Elizabeth Landon

The Vow of the Peacock (1835)

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English poet and novelist 1802–1838

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