Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–1838) English poet and novelist
(10th April 1824) Love in Absence
The London Literary Gazette, 1824
“Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so,”
— John Donne, book Holy Sonnets
No. 10, line 1
Holy Sonnets (1633)
Context: Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so,
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
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