“THERE rests a shade above yon town,
A dark funereal shroud:
'Tis not the tempest hurrying down,
'Tis not a summer cloud.
The smoke that rises on the air
Is as a type and sign;
A shadow flung by the despair
Within those streets of thine.”

— Letitia Elizabeth Landon

The Vow of the Peacock (1835)

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English poet and novelist 1802–1838

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