“It was a summer evening; and the sea
Seem'd to rejoice in its tranquillity;
Rolling its gentle waters to the west,
Till the rich crimson blush'd upon their breast,
Uniting lovingly the wave and sky,
Like Hope content in its delight to die.”

— Letitia Elizabeth Landon

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English poet and novelist 1802–1838

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“It was a summer evening; and the seaSeem'd to rejoice in its tranquillity;Rolling its gentle waters to the west,Till the rich crimson blush'd upon their breast,Uniting lovingly the wave and sky,Like Hope content in its delight to die.”

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“It was a summer evening; and the sea
Seem'd to rejoice in its tranquillity;
Rolling its gentle waters to the west,
Till the rich crimson blush'd upon their breast,
Uniting lovingly the wave and sky,
Like Hope content in its delight to die.”