“Her face was all too bright for tears, she gave
Sighs to the wind, and weeping to the wave,
And left a lesson unto after-times,
Too little dwelt upon in minstrel rhymes,
A lesson how inconstancy should be
Repaid again by like inconstancy.”

— Letitia Elizabeth Landon

(1825-2) Ideal Likenesses. Ariadne
The Monthly Magazine

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