“Tis something, if in absence we can see
The footsteps of the past: it soothes the heart
To breathe the air scented in other years
By lips beloved; to wander through the groves
Where once we were not lonely”

—  Letitia Elizabeth Landon

The Guerilla Chief
The Improvisatrice (1824)

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English poet and novelist 1802–1838

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