“I envy thee, thou careless wind!
How light, how wild thy wandering :
Thou hast no earthly chain, to bind
One fetter on thy airy wing.”

—  Letitia Elizabeth Landon

(2nd August 1823) both from Songs
The London Literary Gazette, 1823

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