“Ah! love and song are but a dream,
A flower's faint shade on life's dark stream.”
Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–1838) English poet and novelist
All from The Vow of the Peacock (Title Poem - Introduction)
The Vow of the Peacock (1835)
“THE quiet of the evening hour
Was laid on every summer leaf;
That purple shade was on each flower,
At once so beautiful, so brief,
Only the aspen knew not rest,
But still, with an unquiet song,
Kept murmuring to the gentle west,
And cast a changeful shade along.”
The Aspen Tree from The London Literary Gazette (21st August 1830)
The Vow of the Peacock (1835)
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