“The Dead! the Dead! and sleep they here,
The lost of other years —
The Dead! the Dead! can they be here,
Where nought of Death appears?”

— Letitia Elizabeth Landon

(7th October 1826) The Tumuli
The London Literary Gazette, 1826

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English poet and novelist 1802–1838

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