“And when the reckless crowd among
I speak of one sweet art,
How lightly can I name the song,
Which yet has wrung my heart!
That lute and heart alike have chords
Not to be spoken of in words”

—  Letitia Elizabeth Landon

(1826-2) The Wish
The Monthly Magazine

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Letitia Elizabeth Landon785
English poet and novelist 1802–1838

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